The Distance Between You and Me
A Poem
The distance between you and me is growing and when I say you, I mean the world as I sit captive in a swirl of uncertainty gently pressing my fingers on the keys to spin another yarn to wash myself clean
It’s not about feet or yards at this point it’s about how far I feel from you Hyperconnected by the Internet, but disconnected by uneasiness and I just want to rest my head
Even if I had a measuring tape it wouldn’t be long enough to map the distance between you and me because I keep running faster away from the spiral you bring forth
When you get too close to me I withdraw and hide, as if I had a choice, but it’s not just where I am that keeps me away It’s my melancholy mindset mirroring and all I can see is my own scared facade
Even if we tried to walk to see each other we would never, ever get there because we are headed in different directions which is why this distance keeps growing I am lost and you are heavily directed
I wish I could tell you I miss you, but I am stuck with you, the world, and you are failing me on so many levels and whitewashing me so often I may just disappear
So when I talk about it, the distance between you and me, it’s really just abstract now because we both know that we are now wayward
© Jonathan Greene 2020
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