Day 407: Compartmentalization

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i do wonder
if we can compartmentalize love.

can we keep it
contained in little
categories
to better define
our expectations
of it?

would it take the pang
out of it’s failings?

would it tidy up
the mess in your gut
that aches
like an empty belly
and growls?

 

i do think
i’d be fine without it
if it weren’t such a key,

that unlocked
everything else in me.

the hope, the happy,
the safe, and the free,
the unbelievable force of done
that sets in motion
all that could be.

 

these things are still here,

aren’t they?

are they?

still?

 

i cannot tell.

for locks are masters
that hold up well.

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