Lines

The lines that connect

us cannot be ignored

or erased-

They cause cracks

on our exteriors

from trying to mask

what they illuminate

Breaking our attempts to 

pretend that 

nothing has shifted,

that what was started

has dissipated, lifted

When all it can 

do is begin

to shed light

on what's 

real and true-

what lingers after you,

that unmistakable hue

of black and blue

Lines

that keep going

the same direction-

never crossing,

never cross-

apart but connected 

intact, but lost.

Reviews

[Brad Dehler]

Interesting concept. "Mistakable hue of black and blue", i really like the wording here. Then the ending of never crossing or cross apart. Impactful and curious. Though the lines seem to indicate directness and simplicity- the conclusion is anything but....

[Kristina Yoder]

Thank you so much

[Brad Dehler]

Absolutely!