I think about experiences
that are impossible for me
to experience.
I understand
what you said
you understand.
You understand
what you heard me say—
when I told you
what I understand.
We misunderstand each other
often.
I like when we misunderstand.
When we talk about it.
When misunderstanding
becomes a way
to understand.
"How dare you say,
‘I understand.’"
"Isn’t that what you wanted?"
You confuse me.
I want you to know
that you don’t understand me.
I want you to ask me
to explain
what I understand—
so I can understand
what I understand,
so you can hear me
tell you
what I understand,
so you can understand
what I understand.
Do you understand?
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