Updated: Nov 2, 2020
What I wanted to tell you, Walt Whitman,
is the earth has forgiven the the evil that was done here.
The stream runs clear.
The men are forgotten underneath small spring flowers.
A place as quiet and unremarkable as a hay field.
What I wanted to tell you, Walt Whitman, is
"I love you"
and this does not matter.
You do not matter.
I do not matter.
By: Gary Waldrep II