that does not exist

distant
through the tunnel
around a bend
there s
apparently some light
at the end
or is that the new beginning?
or just more of the empty chase …

distant
I find nothing
am
removed
cold
on my way out

lost the zip
and the zang
lost the get up and go
no energy for the chase
no desire either
what I needed was some understanding
a sensitive being,
that I havent seen
an intimacy that does not exist

love that accuse
weekends alone
waiting in the dark
waiting in the wind

the pot has accused the kettle
enough of it
already

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