truth is like chocolate
everyone loves it
but we try not to
have too much of it
when you told me
what had happened to you
i saw in you a place that
i could never go
nevertheless
i stuck around to
do what i could when i could
for if we all
are walled off from all others
who have not shared our
exact experiences
we are just monads
floating in a solipsistic universe
which may be true, for all i know;
but neither have you known
my darkest times, and still
we join together often in
shared interchange
understanding and space
for it is not people
failing to understand us
that is the problem:
it is people
thinking they understand us
when they do not.
honest ignorance
is at least honest
To share is human:
Until today I had no idea there was a monad, never mind what one was!