Dialectics

 

 

The nearness

of your indifference

towards me

is unbearable

for me.

 

You dwell in yourself,

detached,

observing,

torpent.

 

I

strip off myself

in front of you,

you examine only

the perceptible.

 

You dissubject me.

 

 

Taking a detached view

of you,

may appear

indifferent,

 

But I even

detach me

from myself.

 

Your nature

spreads out

in front of me

holistically and autonomously.

 

You,

I grasp,

not your projection,

not my perception.

 

You,

I pervade

without the cover

of my I.

 

My indifference is thus

our most tender nearness.