FINDING PLEASANTRIES/CIRRUS CLOUDS by Terry OlynikGoing to buy
Corned beef
(Thinly sliced),
Downtown/uptown
We physically
Crash into
Each other's
Lives.
Deli improbabilities.
You
Who were
Long ago
My every
Motivation.
Awkward
Stumbling
Salutations,
Where once
Was an unspoken
Unbreakable
Unity,
You walk away
Equally flustered
As I look
Upward...
At the wispy
Cirrus clouds
Above
Us both.
11/23/2006 Posted on 11/24/2006 Copyright © 2024 Terry Olynik
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