Postscript

If I intended to talk about this,
I thought that these moments defined me–
somehow or other–after all,
and I must take up a meaning like a method

to feel indignant at people, but was afraid
of showing a weakness from when I was caught
talking to my friends about the sun
so that my underpants shined.

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