you know
that
as i talk of
meetings, bank details
transportation, maria's yoga
writing and my housemates
i am simultaneously
conscious of your state
you know
that
as i laugh and giggle
groan and sigh
my heart is with yours
you know
that
as i continue on
living
(because i cannot stop)
(because i will not stop)
(because it would just be heavier, pressure on you if i soaked up the sadsick too, and stopped)
i am holding your frame
with delicate palms
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