Notes About The Poem
Besides the fact that over 90% of an atom is empty space, how much of your love is, too?
Burden
The space between us
Is mostly air
Fingertips brushing
What's not really there
Jumping through hoops,
We get tired and forfeit
The momentum that's looped
With how little we gain
This weight that we're lifting
With an open hand,
It defines what we mean
To the world we live in
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