dichotomies

you dance with darkness. headlight skin.
equating diamonds and glass, for their shimmer, sparkle in your palm.
and you hunger like a small child, widened eyes, honestly.
i look for the substance, the underwater caves, the froth of waves.
no stalagtites. no stalagmites. you are no criminal.
i am. and i have different visions.

.

you are all shudder and swirl. your days are too many for such a tongue.
such a heart. blink and gone.
wires pull me, pulley, an echo. but no treehouse. no swings.
i need height and circumference. so solid. no spaces
and i wiggle through.
through you. edible like bread. just as flavourless.
.

there is no sustenance here.
only remembered breath.