Fate

Earlier,

I could not talk to you

   because you did not know.

Now words fail me,

   because you do.

There is only so much

Of me, of you, of us.

So little ordained.

So much destined

      to remain half

      divided, divisible

      incomplete.

Fragmented selves.

We are hemisphered shadows

        eclipsing the whole.

Ghosts after infinity.