(in)visible

in the light of your eyes I feel I take up more space. you see me taller, stronger, and so I stand taller.

with you it’s never a question of “if”, a question of “why”, with you it’s because, in spite of, with you it’s when period not when question mark.

sometimes in the pale light of morning when you have already gone I find I’m nearly translucent, the ugly pattern on the sheets visible through my viscera.

why do I feel invisible without you to give me form? give me reason? why do I feel lost when you give me the wrong one? when you paint me small instead of mighty, when you diminish rather than bolster?

where am I if not here, occupying space? with you?

but at the end of the day, where is that? where will you carry me now?

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About tehlorkay

writer of poems and longer things. restless wanderer of small-town streets. unabashed seeker of the true world.
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