© 2006 Dorothee Lang & Eric Wrisley

photo by Dorothee Lang

(This poem originate in an e-mail conversation between Dorothee Lang and Eric Wrisley.)

you took it and bent it

the sky is still drifting,

like everything else, the hours, the alleys,

and you all wrapped in this strange

unplanned turn of events,
echoes and reflections

of another time

they blur the edges

between awake

and asleep

while i enter the park

and walk the three mile trail

in arctic air

to figure out the meaning

of two night stands

and shared breakfasts

later, on the way to the place

where we met last week, same time

i pull into wrong lanes twice

scolding myself for my lack of attention

while i try to piece together an explanation

that is funny but also true

and drive yet another circle

hoping not be recognized

in those backstreets

by familiar faces in a window

who watch my attempts to escape

the possibility

that you are really there

waiting

for me

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