could you please stop tilting our equipoise

Remember that time we had an original thought?


Started by his voice

she put down her book.

The book with no pages.

Removing her glasses,

the ones with no lenses.

Her mouth stinging from a memory she couldn’t share,

the one she kept in that book.


Started by her inner voice

she paced towards him,

measuring the equidistance between them

to that thought.

Still right where it should be.


I must write this in my book she posed,

right after I find my glasses


originally posted Nov 22nd, 2016



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