THE TRUTH

They say that you can't sit in your Ivory Tower

or a windowless room

And know the truth.

But I in my womb, I do know the truth.

For I have lived in rooms without walls,

wind biting through me, strange horrible imaginings,

uneven streets, dumpster nights.

Sacred scared bus stops.

I do know the truth:

The truth reposes

just below your heart,

and occasionally causes

jerks in the night.