If in need of water why do I present a glass filled with vinegar?
I have seen the water’s source
and know who serves it
genuinely thirsting for its refreshment
I have the knowledge though am unprepared to receive.
The vessel I present is already full
and I fight to let go of that which fills it
unable to empty it of that which I know
I walk away parched, clinging to a glass filled with vinegar.