Judgements

Questions framed
            as parables

Arbitrary assumptions

        acknowledgement
        of little worth

There is no clear
balanced history

I don’t want to lie
I can’t tell the truth

I know
             everything
             about you
that hurts

We both know
it isn’t you
it isn’t right
it isn’t true

                    Still

I can’t do anything
                 with this
endless
              disappointment

04/23/2019                    j.g. lewis

APRIL IS POETRY MONTH
everything and anything