Whispers from Within

If time were a friend to me I would not have to withdraw from self to uncover truth. I am in between the reason and the distraction.

One has me from the hair on my head to my sometimes crusty feet, he has all of me. The other prefers to pretend he is immovable, unaffected by me....that I am the only one obsessed. He purports himself to be the pinnacle of male resilience....But I now know better.

I am in the middle, surrounded by unsavory options.

I am but a pawn in my own existence, a puppet to the pleadings of misunderstood affection, will and virtue....

I am untouchable, unable, unworthy of my hold over either

If time were on my side, I would be unaffected by my lack of concern.