Beyond

I used my best clothes the

First Time;

And they are still filthy

With the sweat of family gatherings,

My hands- riddled with

Trepidation and a voltage so strong

That I could shake a hug

Find me some black and white

For only that will soothe my reddening hands.

They never throw you in the shallow end.

All I can hope;

The debasing eyes shrivel so they can see

Beyond the insufficiency,

Beyond the inadequacy

Beyond what is feeble,

Beyond what is pitiful,

Beyond a mockery.

I used my best clothes the

First Time;

And they are still filthy.