[post-summer] one

I am wondering
who you are
and what you do
as I figure out
who I am
and what to do.
how uncalm is your approach?
I feel your insides shaking
from across the room,
but I am also too caught up
in creating someone
I need people to see.
I would later find out
that I could just be,
and you are trembling
from uncertainty and trivial pursuits.
how do you code conviction?
how do you compose correction?
something is binding you
the same way I am binding myself,
and we are all asking to move forward,
but is it that easy
when you are facing the world alone?
you never thought about the pieces
you would have to pick up
after yourself,
after others.
the summer heat would have melted
all of it
away from your head.
you hide in bed
while I am hiding in books
that have yet to be read.


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