I can do nothing
To change your situation.
Advice would be futile
And sympathy fall flat.
I am too far from you
To physically alter
Your circumstance.
I am not bright enough
To re-imagine your dynamics.
Though I have given much thought
To things you may have left
Undone
Or discovered creative ways
Out of your difficulty
It seems you have done
Everything possible
To help
Yourself.
I have exhausted
Every referral
And tapped-out
Every resource.
I’ve got
Nothing.
Well…
That’s not entirely true.
I can give you my
Tears.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
The One Thing
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Tuesday, August 25, 2015
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