February 11, 2019Poem

We are separated

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We are separated

By degrees

Gossamer thin membranes

Strong as steel

Armour plated

Covering old scars

Delicate dispositions

Overprotected

By and large

After the fact

As painful encounters

Fester in sepsis

The hot flush

Of cognition

Impaired

Seeking an escape

Rooted in imagination

Pretending to know

All of the answers

Before they were ever asked

It is an age-old problem

An embarrassment

Of sorts

Epic stories will be told

Of the confrontation

We avoided

Keeping self unto self

Disappearing into a despond

Of isolation

Whilst existing

A fingerprint away

From recognition.