I have this fascination With your names The way they sound In my head and the Way they form on My lips and the way They look on the page And the way they look On the screen, I find A curious pleasure In seeing your names Written down next To mine, said adjoining Mine, a GefenElianaBinyaminSivanBoazRachelle Thing. Or a GefenSivanRachelleBoazBinyaminEliana Or GefenBoazSivanElianaRachelleBinyamin Or a... I will never Be satisfied, and always Fight myself internally For which name goes Where, I feel guilty Almost, about those placed most Far away All your names Strike the same Spark in my brain when I see them My eyes shift To them almost Automatically, let us Just be a Rachelle Boaz Eliana Gefen Sivan Binyamin Thing.
For The Herd. I love you all.
The title came to me later. I don't think it's a very good poem, but it's what I feel.