two evenings ago
i suddenly realized
that i am him and he is me.
dealing with him . . . so incredibly difficult at times.
i would like to scream
i would like to hit
but i control myself
so he can learn self-control.
and i'm better able to control myself
because of the acknowledgment
that i am him and he is me
i am working on me
teaching him to work on him
because he is working on me too
he is my karma
i am his karma
our karmic interconnectedness
transcends the eras
and extends across the universes
my love for him
tested to the point of frustration
the way i have learned to love me
gives me direction as to how to love him
after all, he is a part of me
in the most basic and primal of ways
and just as i fully embrace this thought, this clear and precise thought
he looks me in the eye and says an emphatic, defiant
digging deep into the depths of my divine understanding and know-how
what the hell did i get myself into?
and what the hell am i to do next?