trinity

me, myself,

and I

the beloved

trinity

of my

dangerous

safety

me, myself,

and isolation

I grieve

with gratitude

the comfort

of your

corrosion

my, myself,

and ill

I resent

how safe

you make

me sick

me, myself,

and itinerant

I love

how quickly

you get me

nowhere

me, myself,

and irate

I fear

leaving you

means

leaving me

me, myself,

and you

it’s me,

not you

whom I dare

not trust

me, myself,

and us

I dread

its death

by independence

or by codependence

me myself

and infernal

I want to live

but to live

you need a self

but to have a self,

I’ve learned,

you need to isolate

but to isolate

means

to

poison

that

very

self.

me myself

and help

damned,

it seems,

if you do,

damned

if you don’t

me myself

and I

hope I’m wrong.

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