Hidden (within)
Paint crack on closed days
Raw with a blue tinge (reality coming through, now)
All our previous locked away behind panes of memory
Yesterday already in our reflection
You stand on the doorstep of your knowing
The inside out of you finds me
Shuffling through my queer, new
places trying to adjust
I see you there
Alone in your togetherness
All dressed in an opaque
future, gleaming out from the moon
light in your tender eyes
A little lost
taste of sadness lingers on the
Clothed reminder that we can never
fully see each other
Never
fully cross this space (between)
Any of us
