Familiar StrangerA Poem by Kristina Yoder
Dear familiar stranger-
I know a thing or two. I put my needs in front and look through them at you. From here I see a complement to me. A searching for something that used to be. A familiarity. What once could erase the ultimate fate of staying still in this place. But how true are you? How real? Just a self-constructed image that I steal. Hanging on 'cause it provides relief from the empty, the lack the aimless floating on the sea. So stay right there, if you please- -maybe I can have just this moment and freeze your stare your approach. Maybe I'll become a coach and not press unpause until you're real. 'Til you give me cause.
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