In the gaze of the other

"My mistress' eyes are nothing…"

A Man: Poem 2

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A man seeks to keep his love
under an arm’s distance
a gun shot’s trajectory
invisible line
across an isolating barren sea–
beauty–
as a man is wont to do
protect his own
by killing the barriers out there–
outside
without opening, closed bloom.
And the man that would capture me so,
would eat me bleeding
as he shot the waves away,
reaching our limits only he sees out there,
across the divide,
but I see between us,
passing over like summer
between us—
not knowing we’re gone
til the sun set.
 

 

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