We keep talking about our relationship, but not about the grid.
Where we are, are we close together or too far apart.
Where we're going, are we colliding too quickly or drifting in different directions.
Where the other dots are, are they in my past or here between us in the present.
But never about the grid.
Which way is up? Where do we want to go? How far? What do we think is out there? Is forever out there or does it just stop? Do we have any barriers; do we need any? Forget about the future, even worse the past, what is in the now? What does it taste like, how does ot feel? Right here, in this moment, does anything else matter? We are just two dots, but what about the fabric we're laying on, the one that brought us here together, what is it made of? Why are we both in our own way afraid of something so benevolent? Afraid of the bumpy roads and still waters that lured and dragged us to today? What is this grid made of? Why are we here?
Why don't we question that? Why don't we answer that?
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