It’s sad really,
that after all these many many years
we still remain strangers.

I liken us to any of those
trees over there;
and their awkward relationships
leafs to branch.
branch to trunks.
trunks to earth (an unbreakable
bond to be sure; though a bond
without intimacy)… pushing the
sad sighs of familiar ghost through
cracked windows.

It truly is amazing
the way that we can hold, and
so many related memories,
and yet….
As we sit in the same room,
we still, after all those many
many years
remain uncomfortable strangers
to one-another.

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