AND/OR
a slight return remember, remember that eternal ember . . .
the moment we entered the magic theater and
nearly got lost forever. again.
simple curiosity, we looked once more
through the pot haze and madness
of the clatter, some song was playing, whatever
it was it didn’t matter,
but it happened one moment and the party had
become as silent as our exchange that
night had been, avoiding you avoiding me
because the moment wasn’t right as a couple
who expected us to reach out were waiting to
steal that locking of eyes they secretly Feared and
severely under-rated and misinterpreted
as a denial of their places in our hearts of them.
but it was, as it had always been, a secret, an inside
joke for us. an escape into a nation of 2
to stare our Minotaur down and run laughing
along with it over rolling iridescent hills,
the sun the moon and one brilliant star guiding
an unlighted path from within you, to me,
a temporary reprieve and a filter to turn the static
of our workday into a slow, simple jazz beat . . .
our retreat, nothing more. home was as it was before,
maybe even a little fresher, though naturally
a bit more distant from the stars than when we
had left it the day before.
and it happened again, randomly but perfectly, you
should emerge, when neither one of us expected,
wanted it or hoped for it. lost as we journeyed through
the sleepless night to understand once more, that
sometimes escape truly is good enough for the
wise. the bees gathered honey and returned to their
respective hives unaltered on the surface, but
forever changed by the return to that nation and the
shower of its brilliant starlight.
09.30.2009
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