an apartment

selective seeing.

select my being ok whith our leaving.

holding feeling.  feeling feelings, feelings
we cannot even muster saying how we're seeing our feelings pass.

as they pass they believe with a belief we will never know that they know in their purity of no self knowing.

the feelings of these words know what they mean before we know them as they never will be but to themselves they know how we're feeling.

do you ever know how you're feeling? 

will you ever really know how you felt now as you're reading? or hearing?

this, as this is, as this is simply this, it fills up what we will know as