what is it with this thing
this thing between you and me
this thing that keeps growing
keeps changing
devolving
deescalating
driving rivers and driving wedges
firmly between our shores
caught within the clasp
of a million minutes past
bringing it up
sinking us down
leaving not even enough room for light
much less love
rushing ever swifter towards a calling that cannot be denied
but a calling that leaves me
not by your side.
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