comfortable

i took it in way too fast.
all at once.
JUST BREATHE.
but i couldn't still can't
convince myself that it was is real.
thisisthepresent

thisisthepresent

thisisthepresent.
&all i can think about is

what it primarily was

& what it might be.
i'm sitting in the middle

of this strange balance

between both of my shocking

two realities.
we threw rocks &skipped them on ideas

we'd never know.
those mumbly tones,
oh the assemblage of vowels

that i will never perfect.
you are what we could

never find in ourselves
&it punches me in my heart.

you are the master of color theory.