pseudoscience

i sat with you in silence.
you could have interrupted it
to ask me what my story was
to ask me where i've been
to ask me who i came from.

i sat with you, all selfish with your thoughts.
you could have flicked a few down
kicked them over
just to humor me.

i sat with you in stillness.
you could have paused it
and your worries
and your sadness
to feel the pulse of our reality.

i sat with you, all selfish with your memories.
you could have heaved one forward
brushed it off
just to tell it.

i sat with you in all your secrets.
you could have unwraveled them
sprawled them out in the wet grass
and we could have laid there
existing
just to be.