Do you sit inside you, like i sit inside me?
I am forever looking out to the otherness
I see bridges linking this to that
Cars going here and there.
I see so much, and do so little.
I could really use a bridge right now,
even if it were invisible just to bring the space between us together.
Or even a ladder,
I could come up
from the low place
I have just been.
Watercolor by Allison Kunath