you live in a half-real world
of half-truths,
or rather you half-live there
how much of your life
do you spend spinning your stories,
how much trying to believe them ¿
you use your facts like bait,
cut off a tiny corner of the truth,
some bit that isn’t festering
dangle it on a string
half-believing in your own kindness
for making such an offering
and watch for some trophy of a future
you can hook
— June 22, 2007
(written for someone i was hurt by trusting,
revived in the first week of the trump presidency)