Conditions

If you came to me

Would I know you then?

Are we changed

By all our losses?

Or does the heart cry out

Inaudible to its other?

 

If you were here with me

Would I see you still?

Do we have other ways

Of seeing, finding, knowing?

Or does the invisible wrap us

Into plans cemented but vague?

Vague but true?

Vague but vague.

Are we right, or wrong, in all our doings?

 

 

 

 

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