Your response to everything, nothing,
you sit on my words
hatching eggs of indifference to occupy
what free time you do have.
Actions indefinable as they subtly
confuse, both leading and pushing me
simultaneously as we pretend
to play at a relationship.
Do you not yet care or is it
not yet visible that I do?
Could it be, choice listening and
blindness that makes you oblivious?
To me trying to make a beginning
that now looks more like an end.