Obscure
hundreds of points of comparison are far from enough when trying to figure you out.
miles are not the only thing I know how to measure distance with. for example, there is silence.
let's pretend for a second that our histories have gone on vacation and it's just us and our words don't echo and
absolutes don't matter all that much. north of zero can be good enough. can we dwell on that thought for a second?
cracks in the walls give away the things we try to hide and we lay down naked, holding hands looking for reasons not to stay together longer than we have to as
if such constraints mean anything to people like us.
call it whatever you must. We can at least agree to disagree that some things are not usual and that's okay. There's no pressure to assign roles and names. Instead, I look forward to making sense.
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