An Open Letter

to they
who have no taste
for tofu

through
no fault of its own
but mine

to they
who have no hearing
for self-

flagellation

to they
who have no sight
for errors

in my tofu
finicky fall   ing apart
and me

to they
who have no smell
for bad-

bloodlust

underlying
crusades
for good

to they
who have no feeling
but love

when touched
too late
by mine.

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