Poem

So for you know

I am un-
reliable. Un-
derstandably
this is how I’d
continue to have lived
if this were so.

You have said this is
so long
ago, someone is saying so
what. Someone will say,
‘So?’ Can you say
so?

Solely
one. Un-
deniably so.
The so-so product
of my generation:
ignorance of you.

When you say so
as others tell you
what beauty is, is not,
I will have no words
to show you so.