When He Means It
When he means it,
Sometimes you’ll
Never know.
He may restrain himself,
Hold the squishy pieces
In a safe
In a bank
In another state.
The advice he gives,
When you have asked,
Is pragmatic
Precise
And if you hold it
Closely
You may catch
A faint whiff of
Bleach.
When he means it,
You may perceive it
As denial
Though from his
Perspective
He’s sparing you
A heartache.
When it’s nothing
Every light is
Green
On an orange barrelled
One lane road
That’s closed.
When it’s nothing
It is you
Who must secure
The valuables
In a safe
In a bank
In another state.
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Full of contradictions that bode well.