I thought of you today. I thought of us.
Differences, similarities. Fear. Thinking.
I thought of gratefulness. Then asked
myself – what do I want? – more than once.
I thought about being and being coupled
like a cufflink in a brighter blue shirt.
I thought about driftwood drifting
like canoes down a polluted stream.
Then I thought about the sun, it’s rays, flaring up,
burning it’s self to death, like our bed.
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