i found you in theory
two interlocking
yet one breathing
a connection of mere meaning
we find truth in our desires
lighting fires in puddles of gasoline
i extend into symmetry
wading between versions of myself
depictions of who i want to be
grasping reality of who i am
we burn rubber in chaos
a darkened toxicity
dancing in a blanket of electricity
i find myself in water
bleeding and drowning in terms of chaos
we make motions from phases
interlocking reality like a scheduled movie
i transcend into heaven
voiding my truth
pulling books from shelves in a tampered mind
we echo in reruns
flickering frames on stained reels
i name the silence between us
do we call it divine
thoughts melt into thunder
language loses its shape
it becomes
a ritual of glances
a theology of almost
i sip from the static
to taste memory
fractured vices
yet familiar longing
even in unraveling
we are script and screen
ink and impulse
never fully written
yet always belonging