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  • Today came two letters
    The first of Life
    the other of Death
    dreams remembered about Buenos Aries' Tangos
    partners who made me glide
    reminded me.. not to forget..
    Voices in us
    Moments to drink
    Working man dressed up
    putting thoughts into the digital travel
    wondering where its gone, where it goes
    so many places I'll never see.

    They both laid with this weeks mail
    brought home, one of them wearing a scented perfume
    just laying there till this next morning
    waiting to be opened
    Tea cups nearby

    But as I reached for that flower the phone rang
    and then some breakfast
    a friend now sitting here in some despair
    about losing his ground
    his farm and it's ghosts merging into what seems a hole to deep
    his families life's color
    and what it means and what it has meant.

    So we talk, Ask, discover truths in order to make a plan.
    Like us
    Ideas
    just about who we wish to be

    A hour passes
    He's gone
    My printer is out of ink..
    forcing me to go out so I can make hard paper bring my words to life
    The dishes done
    cat meowing

    The phone rings like it understands
    echos searching for another's hand
    My sister living her Island life
    reminding me to forget her not
    telling me of her children's roads
    while expressing more of herself in terms of known eternities
    I sip more tea but have a different hunger
    'Stay in touch. I love you, call more often if you want''
    shared family messages, and notice how we are coming back from being orphans

    The sun is out
    Snow last night after two days of spring, maybe three
    The ice has gone off the drive
    the lake is screaming about its next break up
    Shoes on, sweater from the rack understands
    paths we find
    we live
    holding hands in this moving day to what it is, what it might be
    I see the letters in the mail
    but don't know about either
    just yet...
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