Dear Indifference,

Dear Indifference,

I do hope, dearly, that you decide to return home soon.

If you do, old friend, I will be right where you left me:

Climbing this curious, unsteady tree with whimsically laced shoes;

Risking the solidity of bones,

of pride,

of reputation

as I swing freely onto each ridiculed branch;

Laughing through every manner of misstep,

bumped head,

and scratched limb

that leads me to the top


in the peace of the sun,

I wait.






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  1. This is such a delicate and whimsical poem, I really enjoyed reading it! Vulnerability is a real virtue of love. Indifference is the opposite of love. In a way, I hope indifference doesn’t find love!


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