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theresa holmes to mark lederer
how shall we mark our separation today? a note, a gift, a pet name...you arrived late, or did i? the ephemerality of that event - but traces, always traces: your spectrality. one need not believe in ghosts to be affected by them. this ineluctable destiny of postponement, deferral, this crawl towards the threshold of 'could be' is a walk of infinity. perhaps a warm winter reconciliation awaits us - hun. here we wander and sojourn along some arrivant - that plane where we expect total unexpectance. alas, we must leave the future pregnant. had we arrived? had we shredded that numb proximity of ego, pride, that insecure, self-conscious spacing? let us never speak of this, submit to its aching; to acknowledge this much would be to lose each other indefinitely. each remark, gesture of closeness signifies our distance. let us forget each other completely with only blind faith that we will not.
how shall we mark our separation today? a note, a gift, a pet name...you arrived late, or did i? the ephemerality of that event - but traces, always traces: your spectrality. one need not believe in ghosts to be affected by them. this ineluctable destiny of postponement, deferral, this crawl towards the threshold of 'could be' is a walk of infinity. perhaps a warm winter reconciliation awaits us - hun. here we wander and sojourn along some arrivant - that plane where we expect total unexpectance. alas, we must leave the future pregnant. had we arrived? had we shredded that numb proximity of ego, pride, that insecure, self-conscious spacing? let us never speak of this, submit to its aching; to acknowledge this much would be to lose each other indefinitely. each remark, gesture of closeness signifies our distance. let us forget each other completely with only blind faith that we will not.