November 9, 1998

Two to one

Disappearing
Shape, stranger than we´d have thought
Lined and powerful
Lovely and disappearing

Exhaling with comfort
Drawn between firm hands and soreness
Pliable, warm, and appreciative
Onward, upward, exhaling

Weary and sleepy'eyed,
Jello in her words
Lovely in mine
Reciprocating joy for the weary

Proximal, warm, and most at ease
Thinly'veiled and dressed to be.
Shunning tradiiton, hope, and future
For all that is lonely, familiar, and proximal.