Our Movement Layered Transparently
Mouthing the distance
my communication with you,
who is the you if not everyone,
everyone from which moving away has occurred
Maybe you are still talking to me as I am you,
through my perspectives,
through the re-telling of your person to others
Pride co-mingling with the wounded,
a powerful truth
If you commit to a feeling it doesn’t waver
My commitment includes the variance,
is the characteristic of my love
Perhaps it moves like abandonment,
a self-check out, a tidy cohesive schedule,
and at the end we part ways
We travel but are not travelers,
conflated childhood memories without real estate,
friendly faces with the winding bodies of snakes