Sonnet 01
I have never minded your microscope
Nor the body parts in the fridge or your
Disregard for the solar system, pope,
and politics but savour how you pour
tea when I ask and even when I don't.
Your drug addiction makes me worry but
I know your brain will not change so I won't
try to change your ways. When your door is shut
you sometimes let me in because you need
me though you may deny it to yourself.
I can see it in your eyes; tears that bead
and threaten to fall down onto the shelf.
You insist that you do not have a heart
but in my search, I do know where to start.