tablespoons

By: Shelbi Henny

Noticing the transition
hoping that the sights of currents
meaning the roles of encounters
we pass by one another 
in excruciating desire
that mix in the air
covering the notions and contracts
forcing a understanding that makes no sense
wishing on courses
that educate the lies we hold
believing that we changed into more than this
progressing in different directions
we connect beyond distance 
killing symbols of just being present
I long for my choices to want me
and my fears to stay
I commit to restless fantasies
that you would see
forcing my hands to show my deck of cards
with all my might I curse this 
playing games of indecisive memories
patience cooking the interactions
and wondering the choice you will make
I know that this is wrong
but I can't fight our fate