When She Read the Poem, My Mom Said:

i’m sorry, Timothy.
i read the poem
but i don’t get it.
it just seems so
dark. depressing.
and sad.
i don’t go through
life like that. and
it’s scary to think
that you do. i’m
sorry.
i think i just don’t
get the poem. maybe
i’m too on-the-surface
ya know? i mean
i have my moments
but life is generally
happy
for me. i am happy
with my life. i wish
you were, too. but
this poem just feels
like maybe you aren’t.
& i guess that makes
me a little sad for you
that’s all.

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