JRulie
A scaffolding, ink unites
Irreparable facades
I will never be whole
Cracks being an essential conduit
Between my world and this one
I expand and diminish
A pedestrian terrene
Whose very essence is space
We exist because we are imperfect
Perception permits us being otherwise.
I will not die today or any other
Because I have lived, I am recycled
In forms and consequences
Too simple/complex to articulate
There was a time when I
Comprised all your memories
As you still do mine
But the world has touched you
Amplified the scope of survival
To include more than just necessity
Your obsession with me is not
As all encompassing as it was before
Though it remains the reason
For your collaboration
You have come away
With countless opinions
Which burden, at times, your spirit
I belong in all the places
That you have killed me
Love is a kind of death,
An emancipation,
An unlatching of masks
And fear-directed imperatives
It’s not easy being exposed
And those who believe relationships
Are meant to eradicate all hardship
Will never stay in one long enough
To understand commitment
When I do not speak
You hear me still
If only enough to inquire
When I do not move
You wait, offer, accompany, push, depart
And even when mistaken
I know deep down what you intended
You are always in my orbit
Even if at times
We contradict each other
There are no contractions
In this sentence
We do not combined
Equal one thought
We are infinite
Every book ever written
Appeals to my humanity
And there is a thread of us
In each of them
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