I trudged around the block
Even though I deserved it.
Pandora’s Box, if you will,
Infected my dreams and shining hopes.
There she was in the Land of Ago
Another space —
Intermingling with mine.
Cold stiff grace the pavement before me
Like the purgatory that raged inside,
A loop of despair that tugged at
Ones that were bursting
At the seams —
I was hung in my own existential limbo.
Never mind that first impression don’t exist;
I only know what I know when I am
And finally weeping —
Because finally, your being became my downfall.
But one hour to the next — I am revived once more.
I deciphered your core, for you complete me;
Till our ends meet I’ll keep
For humble fate calls me to heave hard, and lay low.