oeuvre.

what do you speak 
intentions what they should have been
were not
this isn’t you, not you
not you at all
tantalising
only I can’t touch 
equilibrium of spaces
one party’s ignorance 
compromise, relations
yet what are you to do 
what do you suggest 
new inventions
white t-shirt
bland
the grey
and for what purpose
better off
discovery a world without me 
and yet you still have access to the past
decrepit life 
and you once tried to die
twice and three times
upon the third desertion 
and I must live now in forever 
why do I do what I am doing
privilege
strutting short sleeves 
near empty vessel 
oblivion just as you once tried to harm
recreational activity
but I
and I
would like to know
once upon a time
admittance
no way to recover
to live alone
until i can find you quite again
just another minute 
a minute in your essence
the bliss of an unending
obsession with forever 
now. now. now.