Missing, or How To Write A Love Poem
When You Are Not In Love.
Pull in the empty net. I’ve been missing you
for years. We passed
and passed each other in this murky pond
too many times. We never
quite touched. Never quite saw each other
through thick water, thought
each was just a glimpse of ourselves. We drank
the same air, but tasted
difference. Have you been caught? Are you
sinking? Are we still drowning?
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