Between Who and I

Hear tell of subjects and the other subjects

was that journalism or your opinion
while the word "or" tries to do more than
it is allowed to do by the fact of the
matter of time, stretched between the two
or more of us, the us that pours into the 
vessel that is the "art" or perhaps "poem"

more words that have exceeded their
author(ity) to condemn a moment
and a scribble to become something
that may resist transformation

while I hedge that the garden
was only complete 
when you could not see
inside, as the green wall
delineates where each begins
and the other doesn't end.

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