How would you describe sadness?

Sadness is the mistake

I make when

the unknown

smiles at me:

 

I avert my gaze

 

It scares me

because I know myself too well:

 

and in that knowledge

and also because of it

I know that I do not know the same capacity to smile.

 

A smile is like a beautiful lie

it not only stares from the unknown

but because of the unknown

 

If it knew itself, it would surely not exist

because to know existence is to know that the smile does not exist:

at least not more than its inexistence, anyway

 

for it is no smiling matter

that there is

not more to smile about

than less

 

and if this smile at me knew me, its U-shaped happiness would soon bend straight

it would forget its own capacity to smile

and if it did not, I would distrust its capacity to exist.

 

My fear

and sadness

come as much

from the things

that do exist

as those that do not

 

they come because I do not know what I want

because there is not enough world for all of my want

 

because my want

makes this world

too small

and me

even

smaller within it;

 

a smile looks happy with that

because it does not know

or because it does not want more

does not know more

and does not want that

 

it invites me

under those terms

every time

from the unknown

 

it tells me that this is enough…

 

will I

ever

give in

to it?

 

Looking back across, once more,

in search of my answer

holding my gaze more steadily since

privy to the meantime vision

of all this quiet acknowledgement

 

perhaps it is

me who

for the smile

at least

and its distant chance

stands, really,

most Unknown?

 

Sadness, then

would be

the mistake

of seeing-through.

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