you simply cannot,

understand,

your – you!

you only see the image – of –

mirror-circumstance,

biased – reflection…

how can it be –

sunshine,

and rain?

simultaneous,

co-existence of awesome,

and disdain?

consumed by your –

matter-of-fact,

your – is,

i find,

my – me,

unable to contain…

you open the door –

raise the blind –

insist i – see…

forced to comply,

i feel the shackles fall,

and like the ocean nurtured by the stream,

i feel – content,

my hunger – satisfied!