Troy

I slept with him and then 

I wrote him a poem 

He said “I’m not looking for something serious” 

And I said “not all poems written about you 

are written for you”

But I’m not sure he understands 

I wrote a poem in yoga 

put it on paper after class

a sad poem-

I wanted to share it with the teacher

But I was afraid 

she won’t understand 

that the breaths I can’t yet take

have nothing to do with her

She told me that I’m healing. 

She’s a healer. 

She asked to take away all my pain 

If I’m ready

And i said “No don’t, I have poems to write”

And she said  “For whom?” 

I’m not sure I understand 

I told you “You inspired me 

I’m going to write you a poem”

You said “For whom?”

and I kinda thought-

everyone except you, really. 

All the busy people-

myself included. 

I’m not sure we understand