Darker than You

Definitely darker than you
 And not impressed by the best you can do.
 With a smile and a gesture
 At once dismissed, and confessed, and disarmed
 — By your best.
 Sitting in your chair
 Like your chest is straining from your spine
 Wary of being studied
 And inviting the very same
 — Like someone who's practiced hard, and long, to be confusing.
 Everybody needs someone to intercede
 — It's like gathering daisies in a desert
 Kissing the air beside you and pretending I've touched down:
 Last, not least.
 Finding your thoughts
 Crumpled in tunnels dark and abstract,
 Constructed for thoroughfare.
 Like the final thing you do
 — Before you don't.
 There's something wrong with you,
 With the suitcases of you,
 Shoved under my bed, awake and clawing at the locks.
 I'm —
 Definitely darker than you.
 And not impressed by the best you can do
 With a smile and a gesture
 At once dismissed, and confessed, and I admit —
 I'm disarmed by your best.