What a Pity. Poetry

what a pity it is to not know if it is love

or loneliness

to not know yourself well enough

to know love

how sad it was to be eighteen

and be so naive

about who you were

and what you needed

and what you had to share

could share

please …

know thyself

before desiring to know another

or that desire may well end

tragically for you

and someone you thought you

loved

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