CLOSE


Too close.

She is too close.

I am stuck

in the eye of her storm

unable to experience

her terrible beauty.


She is so near

too near

virtually inside of me.

I can't identify her glory

from this angle.

All I can recognize

is a singular glow

and I wish

I could run away

to gain some distance

some precious perspective

to get a better look at that

which I hold so dear

so close

too close.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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