The rules of the game
For some the rules of the game are incredibly
Clear
Waiting is natural
A part of the code of practice
To intimacy, to love
For others however, passing the countless hours
Is a task too huge, too lonely, too sour
Too personal
Hours alone no word of kindness or affection
To hold on to.
Why do we subscribe to a system that keeps
Us in a perpetual state of inadequacy
Proving our stamina to those who either
Do
Or
Don’t
Want to pass the hours next to us
Clothed or otherwise
The distance between days judged by
Friends and lovers
All with fresh and simultaneously stale
Advice on how to last in the everlasting
Abyss of saved up banter, goodnights and
Xs.
Your worth is not valued on the amount of beeps
Your phone makes
Your smile should not be condensed in to a little
Yellow icon
What is the moment their name flashes up on your screen
In comparison to the quiet embraces and the banter
Continued day to day, in person, with people, with yourself?
No text, no pain – breathe and use your brain for new attempts
Connection that doesn’t depend on signal.
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