Saturday, October 6, 2012


it takes no more than a touch,
a single instance of affection,
a passing wave, a casual hug.
my molecules remember.
they flip their mitochondrial beans
trying to align themselves magnetically
from north to south, from east to west,
from cheek to heart, and ear to chest.
every now and again they do
a bit of a tap dance on my nerves.
they're bounce and they fly
madly around in tiny circles
completely perplexed by
this oddness of wanting that which isn't here,
of knowing that there is
a south to the north, a west to the east,
and no way of bringing them together.

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