LOVE CULMINATION

If We are no more
Anymore,
It seems to me quite likely
That your likeness lays
Too heavy on my space
For liking -
Parrying Shadows
In Negation

I reared in waves
Ground grating,
Torn asunder
'Gainst your solid,
Shifting
Reason.

You crushed me with
Your Need, you never saw
My need,
My need -

I don't even need
my need
Which never satiates,
Nor faith muttering
Nor mindful memories -
Binding thought and action
Only myself

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