Notes from the inside
This inner world
we show each other these as best as we can,
trying not to miss anything important
if I’m not paying attention,
you may slip. I can’t catch you
If I don’t know where you’ve gone, inside.
We rescue ourselves and this is understood,
but the fact that I want to have expressed that–
am invested in your retrieval from the rough edge of the landscape
I’ve only mapped with your clues, over coffee, with a mutual friend
In time: thinking of you is what holds you back like a balcony railing from that void
at the unimagined fringe on the plane you’ve traveled.
Scarier still than our share world, for it is pure darkness
All my friends are lonely
because what is inside is so vibrant
and outside there is no time
but what we can spare for each other
a care, a blessing, a pity
– August 6, 2019