Friday, February 04, 2005
..and then, and then
...and then one day you wake next to someone
who has become a stranger
Except that the contours of your life seem
to be the same as his
a mirror match
And the pauses in your conversation
where you had gotten used to being interrupted
once so annoying, now just empty spaces
so you turn over and drape an arm
around the sleeping stranger
and begin to re-acquaint yourself with him ¶ 2/04/2005 08:50:00 PM
who has become a stranger
Except that the contours of your life seem
to be the same as his
a mirror match
And the pauses in your conversation
where you had gotten used to being interrupted
once so annoying, now just empty spaces
so you turn over and drape an arm
around the sleeping stranger
and begin to re-acquaint yourself with him ¶ 2/04/2005 08:50:00 PM
