Before we were we,
I wonder –
Was there a you,
was there a me?

When you are the silvery wick
and me the flickering flame
do you solely burn me
or am I instead to blame?

When you are the polka-dot cup
and me the flavored tea
do people hold you up
or do their palms enfold me?

When you are raw rhythm
and me the underlying verse
have you welcomed me in
or did I call you first?

When you are the pillar
and me the trustworthy wall
will you take care of me
or shall I give it my all?

When you are the cherubic sun
and me the radiant ray
do they call out to you
or is it for me they pray?

When you are the merry dawn
and me the sultry night
do you give birth to the day
or do I have that right?

Before we were we,
I wonder again –
Was there ever a you,
was there at any time a me?

Where do you stand.                Now
       Alone in the sun
       Miserable earbuds
       and backwards youme
                                       Forever
       this moment in the loneliest place in my life
       suburban parking lot, USA
       Covering secret hope with blankets of anonymity

       Money just cools them
                   Freeze each other LIKEICECRYSTALS
                   can't even be together
Never.       Even when it can't get worse
                   in the sillyfuck of summertime sticky countertop of hangover

Seasons without the hot seatbelt of safety
                   and the inoutness of us
                   not careful always
Sick bruised overdue goodbye
                   life sentence
Stealing it back with the work of no worries

Just hoping art still means something
just ******* praying it's not empty
                   like your neverpromises
                   and your didntlies

Cowering with broken heart fever
Burying strangers shrugs in coffeehouse choketears
Who-gives-a-**** cliche misery

I hope your own shadow haunts your periphery
                   Like narcissus' fear of drowning

Sometimes the goodbyes are should have
A whole year of goodbyes
All I wish for is the end

And-
Comes between youme.

ConnectorAndBridge,
Unobtrusively.
A wall, a barrier to me.

And-
Sneaking in heartsoul.

And-
Ready to rockroll.

And-
There to remind us,
What separates binds us.