Caycilia writes "Marble (A Poem)" at Love and Pragmatism.
Sometimes I can't look at you
Sometimes I can't really be here
There's too much.
So I need to be somewhere else
Sometimes I just stare and you can tell by the look in my eye that I'm not seeing what I'm looking at
Or I'm only seeing what I'm looking at
Just the marble
Just the grain in the wood of the table
Focusing on it.
Not in this room
With all its things
All its faces
All its sounds
I'm not here
Inundated by everything
Overwhelmed
Just the grains in the wood of the table top
Just the swirl of the colored glass in the marble
If it's only that
Only this
Then i can hear you
Then i can pick out your one voice
And listen
Even if this focus
On the one thing
And the one voice
Means i can't use mine
To respond.
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