And there you are. A flash
then thunder crackles
as you enter the room. Scattered
light on the candle lit
ceiling dances rhythmic
pulsing with each inhale then
exhale. Then the heart thumps bass
beats, another layer added as you
inhale then exhale. Breath. Crickets
chirp and lightning bugs burn, A southern
breeze muffles the sounds like
a woolen blanket. Together we feel
most alone, stranded like marooned
penguins floating on melting icebergs.
The distance becomes mere illusion
between us as we sit next
to another. We lay on opposite
ends my yin does not match
your yang. Imperfect circle, jagged,
cracked. It always ends. And all
I say is never again. as it happens again.
21:58
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