What, tell me, what!
What does it mean to find separation
to be able to suggest
its your forte and nothing else
no you cannot feel bad
there are no allowances
for human error.
Life suggests we disconnect
when our needs are met,
the task at hand has been satisfied.
Forget about the tears, the confusion, the lacking
empathy that drifts away with stability.
The time is long enough for me to question
what aspect of my life,
where does it belong,
such a lengthy attribution,
oh, damn, another,
here we go –
because words are easy to release,
its the later ons,
its the oh, maybes,
When might I understand my ‘if’ moments?