On Distance Between Dependents

There is a tension in between our pauses

When one is left, the three become divided

The crack in said mortar, yet to be identified

But they will not be cast upon by stones

We know how to talk and communicate ourselves

Our relentless yearning to be heard by those who get it

And so we keep speaking, despite the thickness in the air

Pretending that we truly know one another

Until we've all come down too hard to deny it anymore.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I don't get the appeal anymore.

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