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


fully cross this space (between)

Any of us

© Kendall Kirkwood (2018)

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