I cannot live with You

I cannot live with You-
It would be Life-
And Life is over there-
Behind the Shelf

The Sexton keeps the Key to-
Putting up
Our Life-His Porcelain-
Like a cup-
Discarded of the Housewife-
Quaint-or Broke-
A newer Sevres pleases-
Old Ones crack-

I could not die- with You-
For One must wait
To shut the Other's Gaze down-
You-could not-

And were You -saved-
And I-condemned to be
where you were not-
That self -were Hell to me-

so We must meet apart-
You there-i-here-
With just the Door ajar
That Oceans are-and Prayer-
And that White Sustenance-
Despair-