I don’t get you sometimes.
Isn’t this what you wanted?
You asked, pleaded even
and it was provided.
We’re not talking Monkey’s Paw territory here:
you wanted intimacy.
You wanted us to be honest about the important things
and here we are
talking about the important things.
I’m here to help.
I’m not laughing.
I’m not judging
and I’m here for you.
All the arch and irony
and alliteration is left at the front door.

I want to help you now.
Don’t shut me out.
This is what you asked for
for the longest time.
What is wrong with it now?
Let me in.
Let me be your friend this time.
Don’t make this such an impossible job.

About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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