Haves/Halve/Half
Daniel Willard
"Do you mind reading me something?"
"What do you want me to read"
"Something you wrote"
"Okay... You're not allowed to laugh"
"I'm not going to laugh"
"I haven't read it out loud yet... so, you'll be the first person
Are you sure you want to hear it?"
"Mhmm"
“I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it but I didn’t
Not really. Only the smudginess of it
The pink slippered all contained semiprecious eagerness of it
I didn’t realise it sometimes would be more than whole
That the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea
Because it’s the halves that halve you in half
I didn’t know; don’t know about the in-between bits of it
The gory bits of you and the gory bits of me.”
"I like the halves that halve you in half"
"Ha... A bit childish..."
"No... No..."