a lower case loop of loss
you and me chasing each other every moment every day with hungry eyes and dreams of love soaking our hearts and numbing our brains never stopping to think never daring to talk but always running sometimes in circles on each others trail losing sight vision and hope as quick as the trickling of sand through the slit in the time hole but still continuing to run and never finding each other at the same spot at the same time to celebrate the silence of our conversations and the music in our noise
you and me without punctuations without full stops without a beginning and without an end

















