Thursday, September 9, 2010

across national, religious and familial borders

we are much older now
   our kids are grown
      and they are friends.

we have had more than
   one conversation
      concerning our children.

unspeakable now, but we still imagine
   how these particular lives
      would together blended be.

our lines together always
   added up nonsense
      but that is what we are.

knowing this with full acceptance
   how can we continue
      to sleep in separate beds?

our children will learn
   to take our nonsense language
      and become our poetry.

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