so we are doomed to never cross paths in our suffering
we are just these isolated molecules scuttling near each other
but never colliding,
island planets circling each other,
broken songs on opposite ends of the forest.
so then will we never truly be together
you and i
if we suffer alone?
or can we lend shoulders and thighs
hearty soup of comfort
when others leave or misunderstand...?
what is the meaning of these wretched spells?
what zealous god or demon haunts our emotions
or our firing neurons?
how do we find solace when the words of experience have been drained from us?
So i will have coffee alone in the morning
amidst a burning world
try to answer these questions in vain
and search doggedly for the haunted format of yr pain.
may we at least hold hands or kiss.
may we form other bonds besides that of isolate suffering.
may we occasionally overlap.
i want you to know i want to on some level understand you
that's why i pour so much into being with you...
may we awake just this often in the morning intertwined
may we share more
(i want to share everything but if that's not possible, then more)