We’re both great minds.
Clashing, struggling on
Ideas and lies.

Foul cold eyes on
the same loud cries.

Distant.

Like a floating cloud
moving and swaying
Up above.

...Jotting lines
Like an ant seeking rations
of food.
But no--
We seek knowledge of sorts.
A dire need of attention.
A crippling greed for education.

Searching reconciliation
facing the vast horizon.

A challenge..

"Feed me truth,
And I shall eat it.
Serve me lies,
And I shall disprove it."

....
Silence.

All we hear
are the shouts
of the howling winds
As the we create Ideas
in the dead night out of our whims.

I flinched.

As I imagined of we
creating something together.

I felt discouraged
because,
I know for a reason
that if we managed,
I would fall into something
I won’t understand.

I will be dumbfounded.

I will see that without you,
I’d be nothing.

I’m a scientist
trying to disprove
the existence of you
making me feel nervous.

On that,
I wish to I bid adieu--