hd radio bullshit

i want to be
so sincere
& still not
myself here

to set up
some actual
parenthesis
around him

a space to
contain a
reality that
won't spill-
over into
all the little
lives he hides
from in his
head

& i want to
create it be-
cause it's the
same kind of
thing i've been
looking for
forever, so
why not

make one
for someone
else in the
meantime

how can i
tell you to
tell things
to me?

you can
talk to me
for hours about
anything, i don't
mind, i more
than don't mind
i prefer an
outside focus
a long draught
from a deep

well

all the
conversations
i want to have
don't know
i want them

so i sit here
fill my ears
with something
else & scan
the horizon of
all these empty
spaces

waiting
to be full of
reciprocation
& too much
truth