MADE TO UNDERSTAND

Read it in miniMAG Issue 58

the colors of
the world cannot
be as I see
them
but only as
you claim to know
them

you draw mazes
straight as arrows
out loud telling
the solutions
solved
to everyone
even me

vulnerable
standing stuck
in mud up
to my shins
there is no
way to drown

I’d rather you
left me swimming
in endearing
ignorance
of my own