October 17, 2021

Insincere separation

On a date tonight with the woman inside my heart
just beneath the scruff, who shines through with drops of vigor
like light pressed aback a battered beach glass
who was once clear, then turbulent,
then permitted to be clear again

He asked her to go tonight and she agreed it would be nice if
and if she could hide in his periphery as a lock or three of spiraled hair

They ordered without disagreement and wished being together was as simple

They’d sing together as they walked, and she would pull seas of eyes inward
as he wiped off the mist with the brush of his broom lip
so as to sail more assuredly home
toward temporary, salient, silly, secret, and insincere separation


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