If you see me, let me know

 intrapsychic dissonance

I’m not where I am

so

We both cry out for the other

pick at the bones of despondent lovers

choke on the dust of divided dreams

Everytime I think I’ve caught me

I get to where I just was

Rainwater in shallow footprints

I can still taste a trace

of my shadow

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