what i feel today
is no different
from what i felt yesterday
or a week before
or a month before
or a year before
or a decade before
or a lifetime before
this lifetime
i am unstable
but i...
i have always yearned
for your words
for your phrases
for your sentences
for your paragraphs
for your story
even for those
unsaid and untold before
this lifetime
it makes me stable
but somwhere between
today and yesterday
your words and your story
being stable and being not
i have learned to accept
and not demand
because this is just what it is
my reluctant insistence
and your insistent reluctance
of our today and yesterday
of our words and stories
and all of those left unknown
will remain unknown even after
this lifetime
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