Lonnie Hicks

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Being - Poem by Lonnie Hicks

I had only the thrusting toward
in my memory
and you had
the receiving
and the giving.

I had only raw need
and you offered cornucopia;
yin and yang?

Giving and receiving
yet satiation's door
was closed to both of us
in time receding
leaving both of us
in that dark void
which only offered
questioning
what fills the looming
dark
where connection looms lost
and we both left
as only individuals
left to our
only selves.

This is the existential
where each of us
ultimately resides;
no one can
Be for us
only we
can be ourselves
perched on the precipice
between
being alive
and dying.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 5, 2013


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