tramlines

parallel lives touching 
not subsuming 
hand in the water feels 
the cool liquid running -
	smooth touch - 
running not staying 
but the feeling

exterior life: task 
interior life: spirit
body life: health

untouching parallel lines 
face each other 
	and run 
	not stop
but breathe over 
	the distance 
	staying even:

feel the real breath 
    on the skin 
	indelible

handclasp and light of eye: 
	the hazel and 
	the blue 
	the pumping heart
		cool metal 

the concrete plod 
	steady 
	serene

and nothing in-between 
	the future
and now
	me and him 
parallel lines 
	not touching

and he likes it that way:
	light 
	unheavy

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