WITH ME WITHOUT ME

WITH ME WITHOUT ME

field connects
field differentiates

wheat, chaff
Nature going
thumbs down on
anything empty

and yet I figure
soon as I open my mouth
I might get
taken
for a vacuum

floating through the green grass
cosmic fluctuation there
to persuade me
stuff dropping
stone dead gone
or nicely
popping into existence

like you
       did with me

love
out of nowhere

perpetual constant
borrowing but
before the
ledger
    opens
brilliant paying back

I lost my ticket
and all that I hoped
we might
    share extremely
disentangled

crossing every field
we crossed together long before

I cannot trade,
exchange such loss

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