I
Jacob
Jacob
A letter to you
It can't be more obvious
What did you do
I kept to myself
Tended the weeds
You picked my flowers
And offered to me
Titled Confusion
Was a handful of seeds
And out a protrusion
At the top of my needs
You hid my (Love-me-not)s
Until I wondered if they existed
I can't even connect these dots
The hints aren't listed
yet
You won't read
My letter to you
You don't need
To know what you do.