Sirious *******.
Study is *******.

Will you let me be.
There'll be other days
to write more poetry.

Smirking, missed you too.

She's studying with language barrier,
under repression.
Taking years to slowly do
what we can accomplish in a day.

I see, but what are we to accomplish?
Blow it up? rip it down? to rebuild?
or embroider?  
Like repairing a tapestry.
Fill the in gaps,
complete her story with hard data
and prettier pictures.
Half on one hand, six in the other.
Make do and mend.

Change the world for a second
Which of us drew the short straw again?

Zzzzxxx
Tripping over myself and our humongous marriage of minds.

Apologies.
Apogee.
Nadir

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