In the dark
An overwhelming gift
Lifted
I get wicked
Gin spins around me
Veering to my feet
I stand in the street
An exile among homies
and strangers
I’ve seen my exit before
Or my beginning
Opening a future
Where everything
Sings jeopardy
So I step outside
With my head high
Preparing to die
Did I learn to love myself?
Yes.
And worse.
I learned to love you too.
Now I seek to be truthful
To who you are
I am
To create a new idea
of friend.
-Tavo Ramirez