ExtraordinaryA Poem by ChristineI know not of any other word to attribute To all the moments culminating to the point we now find
Ourselves. Us. We.
Perhaps you don’t think in terms of duality But in terms of you and I there is no other way.
We are beautifully and grotesquely Interlaced and untwined, Stitched and detached Frayed and mended
Obeying former violations Contradicting confirmations
We are paradoxical in our nature But I know not of any other way to know you. © 2011 Christine |
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