mason

the art

I’m conjuring

creating

constructing

may

hurt

you
but

it is

not[hing]

for

about

[to] [do] with

you

 
where I am
you cannot be

where I stand
there is no room

where I go
you cannot come

what I know
you cannot know

the space in me you long ago preempted
to over-fill with you

and later

cut,
carved
and
hollowed out

I’ve begun filling and patching with

my Self

by myself

and my mortar is nearly set

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