Muse.
I want you. I want to grow with you. I desire to find or create ways to communicate and interface and expand into our mutual harmonized multidimensional aspects. To vibrate on a sub cellular level together, to pierce the veil of amnesia and remember times and places distant and past, to assemble them, layer by layer, here and now.
I want us to do this together. Where are you? I feel you but can not see you. Am I imagining these things? Are they entirely in the realm of my own mind. How may I then give you life of your own beyond that in my mind's eye? What medium are you desiring expression in? And do I have the skill to give you adequate form?
I don't know.
What kind of poetry format is this, or do you just do your own thing?
I just kinda do my own thing.
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It's both a shame and a boon that errors can't be corrected. And it's funny how the exclusion of one letter can change the entire meaning of a sentence. Crate vs Create. Boxes, little boxes.
There is an edit button on posts.
Too bad I can't edit what happened to you.