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Like Two Passing Ships in the Night, a poem

I hate
how we
keep meeting like this.
Words upon the page
between us,
stilted breaths
and barely an ounce
of your essence
is present.
you shall sigh
across the page,
your thoughts –
A bit of glinting tinfoil
shaken by the wind
outside your door
demands attention
perhaps a nearby bluebird
or is it the rumbling
of a garbage truck
down your street
crushing pebbles to dust
and sending
giant plumes of earth
into the air
as you trace the arc
of their projection.
You sigh,
you turn the page
and you wonder
what’s on the television.
It’s been a while,
and we have not spoken
no gentle handshake
or a nod hello,
no faint gesture
to recognize our passing.
we have become
two distant shadows
traipsing in the wilderness
of our own thoughts,
we no longer recognize
each other’s skin
and while one of us
is whispering,
the other
is covering their ears.

(c) Sumyanna 2017


Submitted for the Daily Post Prompt: present


Writer of poetry and seeker of knowledge. I hope to inspire and be inspired by my words and the world around me.

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