No one can
Know what happens
Between us. Not
Because we don't
Tell them, but
Because they
Are not us.
Even we do
Not know. So,
I treasure this
This thing between
Us, like a secret
Pain, Inside me.
A pain both
Beautiful and un
Bearable, the
Duration of
Which is all in
All ways always
Certain and un
Certain. And thus
Is always a
Glimmer of a thing
Burning in the night.
Far from knowing
Far from knowledge
Far, far away
From me or you.
L. Steve Schmersal, No one can, May 2014.
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