My best friend
is a story teller.
If you reluctantly
confide
a secret wish or joy or glimmer of hope
she will
TAKE it
and turn it into more.
She can tell you
just how possible it is
for you to do anything you have ever
wanted to do.
Her voice,
in a range of fast-paced pitches
can lay out a thick and
inviting plot.
My storyteller
paints elaborate portraits
of
how things are gonna be.
Just wait. You'll see.
We can actually do this.
We can save up and DO this.
You can do everything.
I can do everything
We can do anything.
Imagine what we can
accomplish.
As her lips
shape each
individual tone of listless
wandering,
I think of how easy things seem.
Her stories are convincing to the nth.
She could be an actress
or a politician
or a used car salesman.
The difference is
her earnest promises
hold real meaning.
Real value.
And a real hungry
desperation
for dreams of a different life.