I don’t know what to do with this unspeakable sadness
when I look at the world, in all its unflinching horror
and lack of empathy.
I wonder how we’ve gotten this far
away from love,
and the weight of that question,
and my own complicity in the world’s destruction,
are so heavy sometimes that I can’t breath.
But then again,
I’m not the one who’s actually drowning.