For (you/me)

Despite how lazy
I seem to be,
I can’t stand still–
I can’t wait

For you.

I’ve been alternating
Between still and racing,
Between silent and screaming.

For you.

In spite of how hoarse
I am, you’re deaf,
And imagined…so,

For me:

I’m not seeking,
Or screaming, or
Waiting.

But no matter what,
It still seems that
I’m writing.

For me.
And

for you.

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