If loved ones were more
forthcoming with their
true feelings, would we cram
our heads with the amount
of albums
     books
     essays
     films
     poems
     that we do?
Do we use these chapters
                              episodes
                              lines
                              refrains
                              songs
                              as a manual to understand
                              them better or do we
                                                          do I,
convince ourselves
                  myself,
that we can
            I can,
do what they cannot
or will not?