The ties that are not always bound tightly

I.  When daylight drops like pearls slipping from the ties that bind, I will wear the night wide eyed  and unadorned.

 

II.  I cannot tell if I miss you or if I miss the heartbeat.

I see why the forbidden streets are lit up by eyes after dark

and why pulses race to the beat of another or fade in the absence.

 

III.  I think it strange that you can turn it on and off ,

so that I am constantly caught in the electrical current of your indecision.

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