At the cost of repetition,
I would like to remind you
that you still need to answer
my questions in detail.
Yes, you may write them down,
you may shout them out,
you may send me a text,
you may set up a billboard.
But the answers are required.
You perch atop a tree
out of reach from everyone,
appearing venerable
but I know your truth.
You hide behind copious inconspicuousness
But I see you and I don't slack.
Should I climb up to you?
Would you like your space be invaded?