All These Dots

The hardest thing to do
is to simplify what’s true
with all these dots, which
connect me to you.

An outline of a vision
on the eve, of this division
ink spots - galaxies,
a space away, and
a picture looms.

I turned a leaf,
a side unseen
then began to draw
these lines between.

All these dots,
with curves…
a puzzle in the end.

This sketch of what
could have been,
yet never seen
a cluster
of the stars between.

The hardest thing to do
is to simplify what’s true.

Regardless,
each dot connects me
to you.