Weathervane

August 26, 2015

Why must longing and repulsion go hand-in-hand?

Such a combination of forces is cruel,

But then again, vital:

Longing without repulsion would have me a spineless weathervane,

Swooping chaotically, unpredictably toward every shadow of your essence,

And repulsion without longing would blind me to all that I am allowed to receive.

Thus I maintain a bit of both in my gaze

As my right eye pictures turning away your advances,

And my left, embracing them.






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