Always this dialogue
but now it's ever so clearer
darkly
darkly
reflective and reflexive
stunned . . . . I know these people
they don't know me.
and i've been lying
the mornings have been dark/unknown
the evenings have been blistering
I've been both
I've learned to count my days now with
punctuations of encouragement
so that they out match where I don't want to be.
even with this- old lessons drag behind me.
such disdain- thought we were done
