Warm Pieces (36) - Without The Support Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

you are reading my poem
and nothing is reaching you
because you don't understand
what I am writing about and I am saying,
and you don't want to admit.
damage.

I have the pedagogic flair
and a lot I would help you.
and this way you will stay
in the sphere of the unawareness,
oblique statements, and the awareness,
that certainly nothing not know.

hmm, maybe it's better so.
this truth could pin you down and you wouldn't
recover from
an illness without the support...
in this century? hahaha...
it for intelligent... truth?