The Glorious Ignoramus

Posted by on Aug 28, 2018 in Poetry

I don’t know.

But I know that
I don’t know.

I love that
I don’t know.

That I can
never know
for sure.

So I have
stopped
looking to
understand
you.

Or convince you.

And now,
finally,
I can
see you.

I am a
glorious
ignoramus.