Contemplating a Crack

To You
that was it.
So our We-space ends.

I sit
with the rest,
trying to make sense.

Questions
to the World.
Questions to myself

( empty
all dried up
hanging in thin air

like dropped
suspended
frozen, left behind )

From here:
Where to turn…
How… CAN I connect?

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