What I'm Not Talking About

This interview resulted in this poem.

I’m not talking about love.
I’m talking about the stuff we make up,
the ways in which we are irritated but do not react,
the clear vision of something uniquely ours in someone else’s routine,
the bold ways we interrupt each other to complain,
the way we hear entreaties and still go our own way:

the delicate negotiation of entire life empires,
strung between longing and liberty,
the war between promises and newly fruited desire.

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