why would you repose so much trust in me,
more or less a stranger, that you would
confide in me all these things?
precisely because you are more or less a stranger.
sometimes it’s just easier when that’s the case.
you have nothing to gain from telling on me,
nor do you know any of the characters i tell of
well enough to want to make a judgment
about them or myself for what i think about them.
you probably don’t like me enough to have
a bias for me and you can be unafraid
to tell me about all things as they really are.
you are a listening ear that can be completely
objective and honest about the world,
and that is a very rare luxury these days.