“I: I wanted to know you
M: I wanted far more”
–Anne Carson
I’ve lost myself
nearby I imagine
but doubt blocks
all attempts
to search the face
I have never seen
*
she translates herself within
a terrain she cannot negotiate
familiar markers distort
a newer clarity without
traces of metaphor’s fossil
*
he wanders into the question
too late to scream an answer
so silence falls around the blue
flames kissing his mouth softly
with acquiescence’s dry ash
*
there are no words for them
they do not exist as pronoun
they entwine without words
within the silences between
what cannot be said to the other
(April 12, 2014)
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