Suddenly you encounter an invented distance
A fabricated interval of unknown origin you
Recognize this reticent length of time
or space
Somewhere you haven’t seen since
high school
Sometime you haven’t been for
twenty years
And you’re not surprised by its diffidence by its
Offering no plot summaries no scuttlebutt
chitchat
No hi how ya doins even somehow you
know this
Is not a joiner this belongs
nowhere at no hour
Being here and waiting briefly for
something like
A thousand human years could be a
purpose
And you notice the horizon
gnawing clouds
Until they bleed until day
disappears and distance
Clenches like a fist it closes like your mother’s roses
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