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April 20, 2017 / edwardonbebop

Indirection re-entered

Object of my studies
I tried to be a scholar in you.

Object of my sorrows
I kept worrying about you.

I stopped studying you
I stopped worrying about you.

Because all the time I spend studying you
Was a time I spend not being you.
Not being me.

Enough with watching me live.
Enough with worrying about me.
Enough with this distance.
Enough with detachment.

Enough with the indirection.


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  1. edwardonbebop / Apr 20 2017 8:41 pm

    This attempt is closer to what I tried to achieve with my previous #NaPoWriMo entry.

    It it also a metaphor for my work during my therapy sessions.

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