Sometimes I forget Completely
what companionship is.
Unconscious and insane, I spill sad
energy everywhere. My story
gets told in various ways: a romance,
a dirty joke, a war, a vacancy.
Divide up my forgetfulness to any number,
it will go around.
These dark suggestions that I follow,
are they part of some plan?
Friends, be careful. Don't come near me
out of curiosity, or sympathy.
Rumi
The Essential Rumi Translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne
To E. wherever you are. An explanation, and apology, of sorts.
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