you do not


You do not really feel close right here
in this empty space,
bare walls, bare space.
I appear about, really feel
the weight of absence
—where are you? 
And the good friends who loved
me, fought beside me?
Victory we knew was ours?
Someday, someday my
hands attain to grasp yours
and I am certainly hold-
ing only air. Yet 
I’m studying to trust
this heart, its opinions,
the weight of its beauty—
strength, glory with you.
For certainly, you clear
the room—we two side
by side, your presence
filling all emptiness 
‘til it is crammed,
crammed with like even
even though there is no one particular,
no one particular but you and
me right here.

—jennifer j. camp

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