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Nothing makes sense

Photo by Denny Müller on Unsplash
“What I mean is….” 
“That’s yours isn’t it?”

How did I know? Which part of her was not part of me?
So close were we that the words made no sense at all. Mine, yours…

I saw nothing.
I heard nothing.
I appeared not to respond.
She walked away but I was already gone.
The distance was the closeness. No space between us.
We slept. We awoke. We appeared to live.
We slept.