Tired

I take one step forward you take two steps back.

We hold onto each other like we believe the other knows the steps and will take us where we want to go.

In reality I am not sure who is leading who and we don’t even seem to be doing the same dance.

Your beat falls on my count and my count cant take precedent over a a backwards hold you seem to favour.

You have an audience of one. That’s enough for you. I believe.

Now you are gone from the room and i have a mile high pile in my inbox. Why don’t i reject you and your foibles.

Because I love you.I should reject it all the smiles the words the silences but I am more than a dead spider.

I merely shed my skin and the muck sloughs off like corpse skin.

I melt and then I put myself together again, regardless of the consequences. You are that important.

Ahh!

Published by Andrew Mark Watkins

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