What's true in my life
is that beginnings are
the end.
One unto one
while meanings bend,
we'll float in time as
an endless vault.
We were anticipated
worth
called to a halt
because somehow we knew
a truth so pure,
the words hurt not cured
.
"Now
self-inflicted isolation covers my core, making growth impossible.
The
resolution of opposites in a world of singular definitions can not be
reso1ved"