Still With Me
I try not to crumble--
you do not see my
break
downs —
I simply
will not let you—
till somehow,
some way,
in the cracks—
unblinking insect
eyes peep through.
They are my own eyes
and they are stunned.
The eyes speak—
shakily do they
speak:
"You are still with me
after all this time."
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