Two people

Two people
struggling, burning
in the molten lava
of our passion;
an island passes
we scramble aboard
and spend our lives leaning
desperately leaning
towards each other,
our feet rooted
in cold volcanic rock.
Still leaning
backs bent
in old age…


An unexamined life
The past distant
The present in shadows
The future opaque

Inability to see
beyond the aquatic emotions

Our history erased
cannot meld into the present
to flow into the future

Replaced by the shame
Of not knowing
Not knowing


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