the other knows

take a second 

to forget

all that you know,

or thought you did

and imagine this scenario:

both of us,

underground

eating popcorn

watching a movie

above the earth

starring you

and me

sparring

and getting so angry

so 

so

angry

that at its very peak,

we feel the presence of being watched

quite closely

and i, for a second, feel your iris's breath

right next to my ear's edge

it is so real that for a second i forget we are acting above the earth

watching under the ground

and reading

somewhere in between.

and we drop our swords,

though we were never fencing, 

but sparring,

and hug in embrace

eyes shut tight

with the knowledge that the other knows 

that you know

that the other knows

our all-encompassing partnership within the pain of existing