Used To
I’ve heard people say
you can get used to anything
if you wait long enough
like the hole in the place
where a mind once
thought like yours
or the bare spot
where a tree used to stand
smiling its fruit up
or the cold empty
where warmth once pulsed
between two friends
or the exciting ideas
that have fallen down
and can’t get up
I don’t know if it’s worse
to never get used to anything
that hurts
or to get used to the missing
when someone or something
no longer is