Not Here

by

Frank Valentyn

I stand here talking to you
and yet the I that is, am not
and not wholly or only here
then, what I speak is not of me alone
or by me only
neither are you wholly absent
except in the profoundest way
in that it is yourself that you hear talking
with me accompanying in comment
and in the talking’s resonance, acclaim and dissent
there’s purely a connecting wave
where it came from and where it went
belong not here
but are an incision in the circle of intent

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