below, in bold, is my preferred draft of ‘truth’; the first piece follows in regular print
truth
with enough wine in her, ‘I don’t love you enough to do that’
truth,
I need, needed,
the idea, a moment of, ‘enough’
never an act, never
the truth
you spoke tonite
saved me from striving to make
spaces
enough
needs
Closes
life
flees
Enough
my first truth:
truth
with enough wine in her, ‘I don’t love you enough to do that’
truth, I need , I needed, the idea, the moment of, ‘enough’
never an act, never
the truth you spoke tonite
saved me from striving to make
spaces
enough
needs
Closes
life
flees
drafts 