perpendicular_life
Moirai
I
wish
I
was
in
parallel
and
you
would
walk
with
me
in
the
indentations
between
our
current
life
.
In
great
big
acts
of
regard
and
devotion
.
It'll
be
like
it
was
our
first
time
.
Only
here
I
would
never
ask
such
ill
-fated
questions
.
Perpendicular
life
.
Feels
like
it
is
all
just
running
out
.
Words
so
loose
.
Vulnerable
looks
betraying.
Affections
of
a
faux
nature
.
It
hurts
to
be
far
.
It
hurts
to
be
near
.
And
all
I
can
feel
is
myself
slipping
away
.
Lost
amongst
a
series
of
planes
where
the
rules
of
love
differ
.
An
infinite
number
of
possibilities
.
090112
...
LoverOfLight
I've
read
your
words
above
and
have
a
picture
for
you
:
It's
a
picture
of
looking
down
a
street
that
is
wet
from
rain
,
a
street
with
pieces
of
gravel
here
and
there
on
the
blacktop.
Twenty
minutes
away
another
chest
is
heaving
and
breath
is
visible
on
the
air
as
snorts
of
mist
.
Do
you
pace
in
slow
circles
and
listen
for
a
chime
to
send
a
shock
of
current
up
through
your
guts
?
Clench
your
teeth
and
mumble
to
yourself
that
at
least
you
love
and
then
let
it
run
away
again
.
090129
...
yes
an
infinite
number
of
possibilities
090130
