11 July 2010

Birds of a Feather Stick Like Glue


it is odd how
after many months
and many days
and many hours
spent a
part,

our laughter can once again flow
as though it had never
ceased,

and our words can congeal
as though they had never
seeped away,

our lives can come together
as though they had never
been separated,

and we can find ourselves in the midst
of a friendship that needs no daily reminder(we
are perpetually hitting the snooze), but is
happy enough
and strong enough
and stable enough

to simply exist precisely
when it is
needed.

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