Daily Poem

February 23, 2010

Jan Walking Slowly Back

It will take years

Of swimming around my mind

Before this memory becomes anything

resembling fond

The memory of

That taut thread

Stitched to each of our shoulders

A tug

And everyone looks up from their screens

The memory of

My breath white inside my car

And Jan walking slowly back

To the place I am slowly leaving

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