Over and over I try to explain what it is
that is un-understandable to you
who have blocked out the pain of the past
and the sweetness of relief and the breath
of unburdening the lies placed so carefully
methodically shielding all approaches
the nut of it is that we are far apart now
our lashes that once held us so close
having come undone we drift further and further
into separate orbits the space growing and filling
with sadness and remorse
the time before colored by the present
or this: the effort to become entwined
again where every thought is of the future together
and more distant than we can reach
more than what we each believe we deserve
is more than we can bare having
tasted the freedom can we ever
force ourselves under the yoke?
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