We were caught in a state of intransigence
You and me
Committed to our own vindications
To our own sense of righteousness
Right we are, aren't we?
But then we disagree.
For how can we both be there
If you are not here with me?
You are only there
Jumping free
I only see you there
In that free suspension, flying eternal
Flying, but gone
Never again to talk to
To closely see
And to think you once were
a friend to me!
A friend with whom I could never disagree
And in my meekness, once your meekness
I let you be
To think you are in a state of death
Rooted in my insistence
That we never disagree!
It stifles me, kills me!
To the point where I cannot
Think you as being in death
But rather flying free, flying a lot
Eternally, constantly entrapped in free suspension
Away from me
Oh Jeremy Demure!
Why did you disagree?
Now you're there and I am here
When you were once a friend to me.
