for you I'll be some steady voice
(your personal chaos reining in
my personal confusion)
giving me an objectivity
I wish I could train on myself
but we're all here to serve one another
we're all here to teach one another
we're all here to talk to one another
even if what we have to say
is as confused or hapless or useless as our hopes
in any small measure of forging our ways forward
at least we poke our way into whatever darkness prevails
at least we have each other for company
my voice...and your assent...and everybody murmuring
around the edges of our exchange
we may all think we're alone in this...and we are to some extent
but we listen for voices and hear ourselves
and adjust to the silence in our hearts....
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