Wordle #265


I lean into your vacancies
into the authenticities
that tilt toward shadow.
This is what it means to love
to seek the seeker.

If I listen closely
I can hear your heart
the way it gossips and doubts.
Your pain meets
the resistance of my pain.

We break too often
and I wild with guilt
hide away talking
only to my hands.


9 responses to “Wordle #265

  1. “talking only to my hands’, such a heartbreaking image for me. I really hate when people cry, I always want to console them or make them happy, but at the same time I feel defeated because I know there is so many even at this moment crying alone, talking only to their hands.

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