variations

once upon

a time

(wo)men

stare

into space

and dream

* *

it is like the space between us is
time that,
no longer travelling straight
in a diminishing line, now
runs parallel to us, like
a loop of string, the distance
a doubling accretion of thread
rather than the interval between

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