divined humanity

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Gen | for villsie | 183 words | 2024-01-20 | Personal Poetry

Repetition, Friendship, Prose Poem

Good things don't come easy.

can i help you, with anything?
to ameliorate. to soothe. to comfort.

i do not know for sure whether it will work.
but surely, i can try.

can i occupy you, with conversation?
to engage. to distract. to absorb.

i cannot be confident of a perfect situation,
but i would like, i think, to try.

can i amuse you, with a joke?
to lighten. to charm. to smile.

i never know, for certain, whether it will land-
but of course, i'll give it a try!

without mishap, is my aim.
success, good temper, and a settled satisfaction.

can i venture respectfully into your personal space?
(i cannot walk on water; i can only practice)

can i explain myself to you?
(i cannot sight the blind; i can only practice)

can i fix your bad mood?
(i cannot work miracles; i can only practice)

can i be of any benefit to you? would you allow me the benefit of you, yourself?
what's more, would you permit me the mistakes of an earnest effort,
that i might practice at the miracle of being your friend?