the thing between us is a trampoline
explosions explosions explosions
what was never there is
a man once told a story about wheels
and a steam engine, then there was a car
in the thing between us because we listened
to his tales with such wonder
I met a woman and talked and talked
for years until there was a dining room table
between us and a kid that looked like me
tucked into her arms as she breastfeeds
Without the thing between us,
we are spheres
unclear
as anything at all
no me
to you
mere hatchlings to
the thing between us
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