I
identity
my entity

empty.

Build             bond             break

break out
break away
break down

drown.

Resume
resolve
revolve
rotate

we are circles encircling

ripples in a small pond

revolving
evolving

dissolving into the careless current

less             and less             and less

we come up on the curve;
the comeback,
still seeking
a connection

attraction = distraction

subtraction
more and more                  of less and less

to be less
so as to become more

to come to understand

to take more of a stand
in this sinking sand

of time                                 ticking,

to stand under
to be left alone
to miss
to misunderstand
to be misunderstood

to be missed.

I
miss
me.

This entity,                 this endless identity

this ripple on the water
I cannot                     catch.

Catch.
Throw.

We put so much trust
in every thrust
not to be thrown

not to be let down

let drown.

We adapt

to be apt

to hide
to assimilate
to cover up

makeup                 mask                         masquerade.

You cannot hurt what you cannot see.

You cannot hurt me if you cannot see me.

If I cannot see me.

I
me
this identity

this entity             washing away                 on this current.

We are stones
cast careless into the current

we ripple
and fall.

Can you catch a wave
before it’s washed away.

Can I?

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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