Sunday, March 4, 2018

this dash

A space divider, is a dash/
like this one to assure where I can put down the space/
a place for you and me /
that are just pronouns/
that pertain to no one/
that become part of the larger space/
that contains us all under its wings/
that merits no need for love or hate/
appealing opposites of same force/
that I am the space is in you/
that this dash makes no difference/
in the way we speak, the way our hands move/
yours on top of mine, mine searching for yours in the shadows//

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