red strings of blood

I carry you like a cat caught in a ball of wool
so close, chaotic, untamed
I push and you pull
until I'm too entangled to break free
there are no blades sharp enough
to sever the bonds we love
and the ones we hate

I can't live with you
and I can't live without you
so I try and live between us
and fail us both
when the swords are drawn
tradition and sanity opposite sides
of the same coin we're made from

I carry you like a cat caught in a ball of wool
so close, chaotic, untamed
you push and I pull
until we're alone, together
unhappy but familiar

(C) Indie Adams 2020