your life is flourishing
and im no where
to be found
im left behind
you
an emergent woman
me
a man who can't figure out how to control himself
or how to say the right thing at any time
or to stay connected to a being i cant see
and can only feel when i really really need it
all i want is to be in love and
loved
by the woman
who changed my life
but is only putting out her arms
to cut me
up
and leave me dry
because i lost control of
this vehicle called a body
im regaining conscience
and running back to the beginning
so please tell me you still love me
i'm gluing the plate back together
like a child
that has broke his mothers favorite
dish
she still loves
can you?
or is this conditional
and if it is, why in the first place?
i loved you from the beginning
until the end
i just needed to work things
I AM NOT MALICIOUS
only confused
with this vast space called life
and what i need to do
to turn this hay and stubble
to precious stones
modern day alchemy