We welcomed our vicissitudes
(we cursed them
we blessed them)
At every shift the dancing
dyads of ourselves
never breaking away
stretched to the distance
their remains a tenous strand
between us
(perhaps it's that one breath
we made out of two,
the single light
that shines)
Friday, October 14, 2011
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