Cirrus about sky

By cirrus

15:10

3.10pm



The Limit of the Universe

We are closest when we are apart.
Each takes tiny steps back when
We are finally together again,
Forced away by the
Thoughts of closeness risen from solitude.
Lonely alone
Lonely together
This is not what I had in mind.
Where fear is the driving force
Fear must be of each other too,
A wedge forever standing
Until we need not be afraid
Which in this stifling, frowning
Disallowing world
Must never happen.

Katherine Foreman.
Copyright © 1995

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