connection

2006-01-20 2:07 p.m.

i am counting out in
telephone connections
the numbers that i have to reach you, the limbs
that can be borne to carry

something summer
something left to the imagination

we sit in new rooms made by closure, made by cover
and fold magazines together, better best friends, better
loves lost to each other, and make judgements
looking for a change that is not too specific, looking for
a solution that feels
crisp, edgy, indifferent

that still allows for feeling interwoven

it's all about, you know,
connection.

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