Curfew of separation wills obedience. Disingenuously we covet
a named grave with intrusive memories. We shelter a secret sorrow.
Mutual masturbation of wretched discontent purges any yearning.
Thinking the best and worst of each other, I blog – you block.
Love is astray in our catacombs of psychological resistance.
Deafened by the sonic boom of unfinished business .
Excerpt from One Year Apart from “Of Lilith and Anthony” poetry collection by Katypoetess