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Supernova
A Poem
i lie in wait, watching from afar,
as if there’s no better way i know
than to take my time and bend my knee
as if i’m a knight and you’re the one i’m beholden to.
maybe it was always meant to be this way —
you’re mine and i'm yours, endlessly —
but i’m fighting the fates because i wonder
what’s going on in that quiet head of yours.
you have your team, it seems —
and i was never a part of it —
as i watched from afar
as you gathered up knives.
did you want me quiet?
did you want me to be transfixed?
did you want me to know you real?
or did you just want me to be baffled?
because i face you in your multi-colored coat
and you’re a different kind of being than i thought —
an actor for the ages, it seems, taking your lines
to some bygone time and place and sphere.
and i’m in my corner,
wondering where all the time went,
wondering why my own lines have died,
wondering why the words are ever more a struggle.
