First there was distance,
a pause in which a world
is made, a blank stare

that results in the growth
of a society. A distance
between blood and vessel

walls where a cancer can
grow, the distance between
two people that fills up

with love or hate or indifference.
But first, before anything else,
there must be distance.

When you watch my face
for this shifting, I know
distance is not something

you find necessary, but I
see how it is making me
love, and know it is needed this
distance the brings such longing.

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