this is a wooly piece of string fluff

am I left
am I leaving
did I leave
first?

make a question
making questions
questioning

nor answers

collapsing
the two
the answerer's questions

leaving all the time

logic
shuts
out
God

this
is
a
poem

one
word
follows
All

music that once drenched me
is now a thin layer I
can see either side of

love does not come and go
the truth of reality knows
I still love

you is not a person
but this thing
that things on through

flow
words
like is is like
very few now
just this
feeling