it’s better when i see you. it’s easier when you’re in my eye line. i and you know that, but i am just so prone to isolation. it’s better with the world here with me. i choose silence in the interim. but i’ll be out and about and around somewhere. in your arms pretending i’m elsewhere or elsewhere imagining my arms around you. encircling an impossible circumstance, twisted into a limb tie, an erogenous gordian knot. there’s no app i could ever swipe on to find you, and no monthly fee i wouldn’t pay to be able to. what i wouldn’t do to download your fingers into my mouth.
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June Nineteenth, MMXXVI