poem

 (untitled)

To be imperious means
to be possessed of command—
subversive to the order
or creator of it;
and to be so
is a facet of nature,
of children in a playground,
a piece in the
apparatus of
making the world
safe for love.

We forgive a child
fearing the dark,
and pity
the adult fleeing light,
the sole
purpose/meaning
of individual existence—
to be true to
what the latest
true there is.