poetry

Discipline Equals Escape

It hurts when it is missing

Silly foolish searching

Uncovering I need you 

More than you would want me

to be there 

There’s an endless universe

Of wishes wants and wondering

But aching unearned expectation

Wanders back 

to where it’s not

Dark, sea, sky; I try to drift

To where it couldn’t touch me

Even if you wanted

Especially if I wanted

to find another here

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