Does wonder equal care?

Not sure, but I’ve asked 

if want gets befuddled by 

cruelty, 

something like, 

one thousand times, 

and how you, 

pick up 

the bruised fruit 

anyway [sure, sure].

I went to sleep 

thinking about the 

sincerity of your 

kindness, 

that I actually 

dreamed 

my teeth rotted 

from the sugar. 

They fell out. 

And I stood there, 

with not one 

mineralized 

bone.