Take a look around it, though
It will not always be about the pain. I promised to not dwell. I exist between the poles of emotions and this is not an adequate representation of my life as it stands. It's not always fierce longing or harrowing dejection or something as equally haunting. I'm a wider range and a few extremes all at once. No. Forget that. I don't know what I am.
Ridiculous, Al. That's what you are.
It just started to rain, though only momentarily. I find no coincidence in that. It's oddly hopeful. Hm.
I am thinking in fragments today.
-Back when I was safe
-as though ambivalence solves anything
-Back when I had answers
-spurned into silence, mostly, but still continuing with
I want to be alone, to sit in the dark quiet someplace and write all the signs and symbols of you on the more private places on my body and swim in what lingering essence of you that act creates. It's difficult to not bury myself under your pillow, to not hole myself under your part of the blanket. I am left here, caged to your side of the bed. How quickly the miles apart feel like hours.
The return to stagnation is unwelcome.
Ridiculous, Al. That's what you are.
It just started to rain, though only momentarily. I find no coincidence in that. It's oddly hopeful. Hm.
I am thinking in fragments today.
-Back when I was safe
-as though ambivalence solves anything
-Back when I had answers
-spurned into silence, mostly, but still continuing with
I want to be alone, to sit in the dark quiet someplace and write all the signs and symbols of you on the more private places on my body and swim in what lingering essence of you that act creates. It's difficult to not bury myself under your pillow, to not hole myself under your part of the blanket. I am left here, caged to your side of the bed. How quickly the miles apart feel like hours.
The return to stagnation is unwelcome.