I know

       I know

   if I can understand you    I am an asshole

        but I want you to do well

             I want you to write in the sun
barefoot on brick with birds humming from their bones

               what is a comma
                        but a fucking shadow scythe

         who cares
                          if the number eight
                                           is spelled 8

                or synonymous with infinity?

                you know more than I do
                this I know of all of you

(originally published in Penmen Review, Summer 2022)