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I've since looked at Kiss IV by Munch about his relationship with Tulla Larsen and may revisit poem this as I feel differently about this painting now...

Inspired by the oil painting, Eye in Eye by Edvard Munch, 1894. Viewing the painting will help make sense of the poem.


I look, you look, nobody sees
Tresses tangle and ensnare
Both of us, locked in place, unloved
The tree, the only one truly alive here

You are present, I see you
Though you evanesce, fade, volatilize
The bare minimum left in place
I am scrutinised, though unseen

None of the information about me
ever obtained from me
Every questioning stare, holds corrosive power 
that burns away my skin, dissolves my energy
As I use all my resolve to survive staying, here

The tree canopy covers me in kindness
Or enshrouds me sadly
I no longer sense the difference 
There is no sight to see through the house windows
No observation, eye in eye
I stand and I stare
Burning from the inside out
In silent contemplation, of my fixed position 

No one speaks to heal my pain, no arms embrace
Comfort is withheld
Should I fall at your feet, I'd be absorbed 
by the ground, out of existence 
The only chance of bliss, to become 
the green of the tree
But the tree also stands alone, rooted to the spot
alone and unseen

We're all sorry, but here we are
In the garden, doing our best 
impression of connecting
By standing, face to face, eye in eye

I feel misunderstood 
to the point of internal rot
Unknown to the point of physical pain

But I'll walk out of the shade of the tree
Sit in the sun and be thankful

Today contained no outward distain 
of spoken words
Just that look, that removes my validity 
We're all sorry
But here we are

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