Because my mother
taught me not
to trust a man, who
has good intentions like
buying candy on anniversaries.
Because my father
taught me not
to trust a woman, who
smiles without any
teeth through red lips when
accepting flowers.
Because my sister
taught me not
to trust a man, who
laughs at every joke
another woman makes.
Because my brother
taught me not
trust a woman, who
has good intentions like
sharing the last cigarette.
I worry
because my mother, my father, my sister, my brother
never tell me to trust them either.
I worry
because my family
never will tell me what
happens when trust is
broken.
[is candy poisoned/flowers dangerous/
just not funny/smoking kills/woman/man/left with the dogs]
No one ever tells me,
Because some truths just take time
Like trusting a man, who
sings in the shower every morning
Like trusting a woman, who
plays dominios and never cheats
Like that.
And finding out there were things your
Family didn’t warn you about.