I watch us
As I generally have.
The first run through
I nodded off
Adjacent to you
What's more, tuned in
To your breath.
I can't hold up under
Being isolated
From you,
Or on the other hand the destiny
We both offer.
What's more, despite the fact that
Portions of us
Are outlandish
Your being here,
Makes life
Endurable...
What's more, living
Without you
Inadmissible.
Along these lines, with conciliatory sentiments
To cummings:
You can't discover
The why of us
In a book
So why inconvenience
Your heart...
Or on the other hand even trouble
To look?
