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the agony is where you are

the agony is where you are
not, the empty spaces, the
hallway, where your spirit
pervaded and how i was
happy to be knocked down
over and over, dismantled
in your presence because
you were whole and you were
flesh and near; never have
i become so fragmented,
sensing now only your
vapors emitted from walls as
your hands graced outlets
with cords, tapping energy…
i search for you, but your
proximity blinds me and i repeat
the same mistakes overlooking
your footsteps… clearly
too fast for me and i loose
you altogether in the density,
the fork of destiny leading
us separately, and fear somehow
seizes me, soon the inability
to breathe takes over me

poem©mrg 3/30/17