There is so much to say.
I think I know
who you are
and I want to spell it out.
I want to spell it out together.
I thought I knew
what I wanted
before everything came
screaming down the mountain.
I am caught up in myself
and caught melting in the past.
This coarse mess rushes toward me
and I am ruined by truth.
I don’t know what I want
and how is that any different
from not knowing who I am?
I want to know everything
and not get tangled in the knowing.
I want to know who I am,
I want to know you.
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