The Collective You in Us
By: Arda Athman
I prolonged my walk home because I wanted to feel cold tonight
Recently I’ve been preoccupied by the way that air slips through the wool of my jacket. When I bought it, I thought it would be warmer.
Maybe I was reluctant to look at you last night cause I thought your gaze would also travel through me. You seemed to be in search of a security I couldn’t provide you. I laid next to you and tried to ascertain exactly what you wanted based off the expression you gave.
It was negative to neutral
A neutral negative.
Dissatisfied.
In silence with you beside me, I thought about lines, creases, and deeper meanings.
Is your visage a conduit?
If not, why do I make it out to be?