TOO

I saunter in fragments
Between the spaces
Where I pursue

Illumination into hiding
I abide in the minuscule
Crevices where common-

Sensical and illogical meld
Into social intercourse,
I snatch instances

Of no consequence.
I interweave between,
Observe each move, Stifle every defiance

As I try to leave,
But can't
And precede, beleaguer,

Forestall and imbue.
I feel you struggle.
I am.


Rebecca A. Anderson