Some simple infallicy
a weathered hand in memory’s reach
where the sting’s left it’s mark, callous strong keeps
Thermal Noise sings as we breathe.
A clear mind is a beautiful thing
Who in Sight Shows Peace
I can meet you when you can meet me
but when it’s only one half, the other fails to Be.
I won’t wedge
my thoughts into your thinking
except for when I’m worn away
and the truth is shining.
Each of these constellations may be consolations
because of the widsom we found only with each other
we have been able to go our separate ways,
creating stories that have never been.