What pain is this friend
For so long our journey has
Been breathtakingly
Peaceful. Staisfactory?
I hardly know this wordplay
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I ache for release
This claustrophobic drywall
Pinches my psyche
Did The Parthenon worry
That it, one day, would ruin?
This our first dinner
Together after a /year/
Such exquisite taste
Still distant and cold outside
But my heart two times fuller
I breathe in deeply
Reflect at the waters edge
Outside with no mask
What a strange feeling this is
An old forgotten normal.
Day two in review,
I do not hear the alley,
Nor see the sun rise,
Transfixed by the monitor,
My only doorway outside.
Why is it harder
To put my pen to paper
This year is still cursed
Fuck you year twenty-twenty
I am so done with your shit
Reaching the summit
Is pure exhilaration
I am still weary
From the journey to this point
But joy is what we all need
What odd sensations
My tongue feels false in my mouth
Metallic, slug-like
Fingers and toes feel blunted
As if stubbed repeatedly
I defy the thought
I chose to weather with you
Every season’s gift
Summer’s fruit, Autumn’s harvest,
And Winter’s delicate kiss.
Out every window
The message rings loud and clear,
“Alone together,”
My eyes go watercolor,
The view is still beautiful.