Détachment, Glori Vincelli,
I am drawn to you
as dawn is to morning
as evening is to dusk.
I want to know everything:
tell me your history.
I will tell you mine.
Then again, maybe we should leave some spaces unfilled
where some of what we did and said and felt
remains a secret only to God.
We know that nothing
escapes her attention.
She is at once nowhere and everywhere.
Now, in the present and going forward,
she may have too much unbridled power,
she may need to be subject to serious oversight.