I asked my boyfriend to give me a writing prompt. If you could be someone else for a week who would you be? And how would you be different when you came back?
I really want to say I’d like to be God. You know figure out how this whole existence stuff really works. Of course if he didn’t exist I’d have wasted a chance to be different but hey… then I’d know.
I could pick me 30 years from now but what if I don’t exist then? And if I don’t exist what does that look like? Heaven? Hell? Or would I wake up reincarnated as a person or an animal? Too many possibilities.
I think I’ll keep it here and now and simple.

If I could love you better I would
If I could be you, walk in your shoes
Would I learn more than I know now?
Would I find a network of cables
And an old phone operator in my head
Changing emotions out like callers
Instead of the bare wired mess I have
Oh here we go your girlfriend is calling
Please connect her to patience and calm
Oh how I would love organized emotion
Would I feel complete and happy
With the love I receive, content and secure
Or would I find secret worries
Tucked inside muscles, behind blue eyes
If I could know how you absorb me
Maybe when I was me again
I’d love you better than I now could

Love desires to know the other always more completely, more perfectly, more than possible, but the desire drives us on.
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HASTY – Desire to know
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I can feel that. Definitely. Great prompt and investigation into a poem that has the curiosity of how to connect up with the switchboard. I like the mechanical/organic duality and conflict.
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Sometimes I think having the opportunity to “be” someone else would help you understand and perhaps love them more, but then I think about some of things I struggle with and don’t want anyone to know the pain that can come with it, even if it means understanding or loving me more.
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Agree
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