I wish

Hobbes, I wish That when we tried I’d been less broken And more alive. - That I’d been stronger And not that reed Bent and bruised Unsure of its own strength Or ability To grow straight and tall. - I wish that fate hadn’t scooped you up And dropped you on another continent Across the …

If

Would that I were glass. Tall slender cylinder containing water. Life-giving water. I would know the touch of your hand. I would know your lips on me, Repeatedly. I would bear the honor Of pouring into you That thing that soothes your tongue, Refreshes senses, Nourishes body. If. I were a glass. Would that I …