what am i
that i can be two

impart and imprint
myself, something else

to fall in
to immerse
to lose sight
my own plight

sometimes i wish i was tied to the ground
to not float away
or sink below

to be anchored to something
consistent
and slow

to fall in
to immerse
to lose sight
my own plight

but im not you

i’m see through

if you see a heart it wouldn’t beat

until you looked away

so who knows if it is beating at all?

what good is two of me
when the whole is far greater
than the sum of my parts

visceral and blotted out
by your roots
that hold you firm to the ground