Sunday, November 16, 2014

Alone, Together


When we argue in the car


night air slips around our encased contention

the tunnel cuts the radio transmission

into a tune of electric chafe


the static

of silence




the wheels spinning over concrete

ridges of each slab connection

beat a hard rhythm





I’ve heard these pulses before:

~ We stood in a stiff wind

that pushed like tides against our rock faces

~ I was hiking ahead of you, heavy clouds hid

and escaped in my exhales

~ Your running soles scraped a lopsided thrum

against mine in the shadows between streetlamps


Now I watch you watching the lines on the road

making their paths out of the dark

barely chasing ahead of our lights


Being alone, together, crackles between us.

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