What I Don’t Understand About the Universe

They say light is the absence of darkness

and life is the absence of death,

but how can love be the absence of hatred?

How can love be anything less than a

drawer full of handwritten letters from my

shaking, unnerved hands to your

crescent moon eyes, taking me in

like a night above the water?

How can love be a leap,

a flick of a light-switch away

from you being my entire world

or just a stranger down the street?

There are no simple things in this life,

love alone being the most complicated thread –

strung through us all until we hang like

paper people on a wire, shaken until

there is nothing left to us but shells

and a promise that something once

lived in them.

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