TO BE A MAN

...maybe it's that
height doesn't matter
horizontally, or

it's the fact
that the world disappears
when you're doing
something worth living for.

you never really know
someone until you're actually
lying down next to them.

and that's why
part of me thinks
that i can feel people
better than i can ever
get to know them.

as if the things
that are left unspoken
are talked about
in the silence between
two sheets. as if, the

woman that i truly love
doesn't get phone calls from me,

'cause i wouldn't want to get
her hopes up.