and i can't find you
your shadow blanched
bones and sinew somewhen else
the gaze abides yet turns aside
the horizon of mental gymnastics
reaches for you even through my love
clasping you to it's wake
dragging you down and away from my moment
how can i compete with the eternal?
it's rush a winding harrow
through the rabbit's hole of aware
i try to follow
but your trail leaves no trace
there's no caress that i can squeeze
no whisper that i can hue
the vista shorn that i behold
you have disappeared from the notice
for those who care
the path to
now
here
front and center
is pocked with craters
leftover from a battle
with conscience
why didn't you ask for attendment?
we've always stood together
those of us on the same line
how else will we ever win
this war against devoid?
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