Lenity

Lenity

Journey through the whirlwind

alone

yet surrounded perpetually by those who

Feel

Shifting seamlessly from contentment to abandonment

so completely

I wonder if the former was a memory

or a dream

or a figment

of an over-under-asunder imagination

surrendering to an idea

a conception.

But then, shift again

and I remember

and its ok.

Is it remembering?

or forgetting?

Forgetting that once, the cavern opened

and I swallowed myself, only to be…

To be

I am.

Sometimes, the undertones of our conversations

outshine the morning sun

So many things we do, but don't,

say,

I wonder what we are.

more afraid of,

eachother?

or ourselves?

We speak in half sentences

from the outside,

would seem the closest of compatriots.

Is this true?

I fear too much our love

lost in translation.

So I keep distance,

feign indifference,

and occupy my time

with unsuitable companions.

How was I to discern, you knew?

every glimmer,

every glance

So full of meaning

Nothing ever what it was.

You knew.

You bastard.

Time wasted.

Walls not breached for insecurities.

Mine, painfully clear

Rapid waters frequently pulling

beneath.

Yours, deeply rooted

So thick, to move is to peril becoming

lost.

Yet still, you ground me,

And,

I move you.

The question becomes,

is that enough?