First, what it’s not.
It’s not to shock or cajole anybody into feeling deeply
in some act of narcissistic displacement.
It’s not to try to make somebody feel what I feel dammit.
It’s not to “confess.”
Not to imagine anyone is “me,”
Not to make a big thing out of it
but to let the big thing
(and there’s always a big thing)
Have it have more ambition than God
and don’t permit a bit of it --
remotely! --to be mine.