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circumstance hovers
a traitor she is
among truths
in our minds at least
convicted she became
certainly today
by the two of us
herculean effort
it now takes
just to be calm
a freight train of
nothing
lingers in the void
I see little more than
the empty blank walls
in my own head
and I am too dumb founded
to name such art
I can almost brush
my fingers along the sadness
that I know I should be feeling
tender drippings left behind
from the obvious loss
explained
but at present
it's as if
I'm capable of feeling
really next to nothing
just the vacuum left behind
where there use to be
hope
actually hope is still there
I don't wish to be dishonest
its just injured and in ICU care
and I do admit I come to visit it
several times now in my day
my eyes are startled into seeing
we are an absolute fortune
to each other
so we will have to start to really
work hard
if we don't wish to end up some
brutal statistic of a love that could
have been
but was deceived by the forces of
several colliding realities
into surrendering itself to the idleness
of some vague despair
but we both know
two hearts united
can never be
'Bested Alone'
defeat was never my mantra
just a demon my soul beat to a pulp
long, long ago
smiling now, way deep down
beneath all this momentary fretting
(and really that's all it can be,
between us right?
some temporary negative illusion
of our truest truth )
I think that's why you've loved me
from day one at the get go
just as I know I've loved you
all my every life
and so I can wade through
this muck of not yet knowing
of what day from what year
you will be in my arms from
that very first night.......................
(Feb. 12, 2011 834am)