Building Around

was it ever 

happy 

in the way I envisioned 

was it what you had hoped 

when you asked 

what was supposed to be 

a joining together 

became a me 

building around 

and a you 

pruning back 

from inside

here

attending to reconstruction 

a stack of pebbles

waiting for mortar 

however long

It occurs to me

If pain is separation from Him

Love 

and sin

the act of building around 

Him  

aiding our separation from Him 

each other

I need to call off the build 

it was always empty fraud

the snare of building up 

was that it only 

created 

a hole