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Though difficult to fathom

I’ve always been along

Identified and cherished

Held tightly, loved, and

Bound…

my focus has shifted

again and again

our eyes gaining new

Losing shape

holding time

resilient skin

I pull away

my thoughts will follow…

ruminating

in disbelief

of what has missed me

what, in turn

have I missed?

not you

You I have known in ways

I would not ask to

You I have seen

Incandescently

You have clung

Relentlessly

this final thread

of ties worn thin

severed by my hand

and there, then, you go

floating up out away

as I stumble

scraping skin

reaching out pitifully

catch me

catch me

catch me

and you are too far

in faith to see

That I am caught.

And so it begins

As it ends

Again and again and again…