Friday, June 10, 2022


Often, when you're
in the same vicinity, 
you will feel the need to speak, 

perfuming the air 
with thoughts 
which are edgeless 

as clouds before sunrise, 
which soon meekly 
fall away.

But once 
in this life, you'll sit quiet 
and close together, 

abandoning briefly 
the glibness of nature, 
and becoming 

the secret 
dream of one another.
But beware—

after this shift, 
you'll no longer abide
the prospect 

of regarding 
each other 
as pieces of meat, 

and you'll never again
indulge in such 
prodigal silence;

from here on in, 
you must agree 
to split it—fifty-fifty.