Reverie

Our relationship is built

On an old station wagon

Our backs to each other

Outside views reversed

 

Play the song by the

Person with the funny voice

Put on the one with the saxophone

Player. Sorry, please.

 

When that car broke down

We took our memories,

Wedged between seats, and

Watched them back separately

 

Isn’t it funny how time,

Infinite and fleeting,

Is captured in

Images of us together

 

Fishing in Icy water

Fighting the current

Fostering silence in

Forests that don’t breathe

 

Between branches, barren

But you don’t mind the silence

Because your rod is

Bending. Strength against

 

Survival instinct. Trout

Swim carefully next to you

Standing with your back to the

Shore where I sit

 

Your image, at a distance, not

Your voice, not your face

Is all I have

Years lost in memories

You don’t share

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