Exchanging of a Vow, or a View, or a Lifetime of Particles Exposing Themselves Bare to the Light


oh, but my friend has been in love with you
for such a very long time:but yes, the world kept moving in spite
of it and beyond
--your peripheral view
as she fell out of touch:but you were never touched
in the way that she was touched.
proper christian and free-thinker alike, there, unknown to
your blind eye, collapsed a lifetime of thought and worship
and devotion unknown to you:you
you have ended a hundred lives. you have crushed them
under the weight of your own happiness without
the flutter of any eye-you did not know, so
why should you be bothered with the unseen sorrow?

ara batur:
you wade through the muck.
sweet and tender artless friend:
all of life is a hunch.