extemp. word is revealed.

[brokenincomfort]

i know i'll always
want an excuse to write.

because i think
it will somehow
take away all
of those empty spaces
i'm filled
with from time to time,

between lovers and
horribly between
the lines
we never really talk
about out loud.

yes.
there is a we.

and we give.
and we take.
and we speak.
and we make (everything but) love.

our right now is
relative to the places
we've (seperately) been.
and the lives and loves we've
picked up and decidedly put down
along the way.

...and yet, miraculously untangled
by the dark behind.

I'm intelligent enough to
realize the value of this.

And wise enough to
be grateful for truth.
as it stands before me.

naked.
revealed.

i am one.
but i am one twogether.

and those are the best
reasons to write
anyone has ever
been given.