Thursday, November 4, 2010

A veiled separation

What if no one's inside
looking out?
What if this boat
careening toward me
isn't being driven?
Can I,
instead of screaming
and shaking fists,
stop a moment
to notice how thin,
how perfect the veil
that separates you from me?
The beauty -- neither mine nor yours --
that simply is?

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