Freud is in the way

Poetry

Oct 28

You’ve been searching the bookshelves for generations

Looking for a clue to reunite me with you

All this time I’ve been right here

waiting for you

in your room

All this time I’ve been right here

waiting for you

in your room

on your couch

calling out to you

but you can’t hear me

I’m not on your map

I’m not in your view

I’m hidden by old ideas

about how to find me

I’m calling out for you

but you can’t see me yet

I’m waiting in the spaces between the ideas

about how to find me.

Love like you love