I've hollowed myself
To create a space for you
and now this empty crater
can fit no one else but you.
So I thought about another,
while with another,
then caught myself wondering
if both were thinking about me.
It's wrapped around me
Like a sheet,
soaked through.
It's only water,
It's only fire,
It's only rain.
The cold seeps in the sheer
but I am bound by it's strength.
Failed attempts to fly
On unfavorable wind
On unfurling wings, or is it
they have been clipped
or can I not admit
they have been beaten
time and time again
by unfavorable light?
Why can't I keep upright?
I'm no bird nor butterfly
Gracing the air, gliding
On unfavorable wind, or is it
I am flightless?
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