All those all-too-human things --the houses we build,
and the drama inside them --
the relationships and the stories,
the miscommunications and the blame --
all fade to a blur
when I am on task,
when I am watching and listening
for the slightest indicator
that you might be about to surface:
I am that determined
to pluck your essence
from the still lagoon of being.
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