Drawing the Line
There’s a fine distinction
Between concern and commitment
Caring and fretting
Loving and grieving
There’s a precise division
Between empathy and injury
Emotion and attachment
Expression and confession
There’s a quaint separation
An impossible find.
Four bodies
One centered
Triangular suffocation
A hundred pieces
With no puzzle
An unreachable fixation
A friend
A brother
A son
A lover
Four roles:
One shadow
Two secrets
One lie
Three bodies
One centered
A catastrophic cycle
She’s a junction
They are victims
Of her surrenderless confliction
Where lies distinction
Between comfort and passion
Affection and desire
Love and romance?
Where lies the division
Between envy and jealousy
Aspiration and yearning
Longing and need?
Where lies the separation?
My inaccessible quest.