as we sat and talked, we three,

a conquering knowledge of togetherness

drifted over our schoolbook atmosphere.

he, then you, me,

confessing all,

tempting each other’s minds

with lyrics of multi-dimensional solitude

we felt at times

when those silent mirrors

distort our mutinous reflections.

and our feet touched the skyless roomcell,

hearts and minds, rustling water

filling any vacant crevasses

left unthought,

and we shared wheat germ

sipped green tea

to satisfy our Socratic hunger,

rushing on 

yet not leaving behind any words,

any forgotten thoughts

not yet digested.

and so at last we floated out into that windy autumn night

finding no dead leaves to pick up,

for they too had found springtime again

for this complete Earth

had insulated us,

forming a sense of inner satisfaction,

a reminder of our membership

in some universal bond of brotherhood.

then, confidently,

he left our busy hearts

and we would not feel loss

separate spaces remained,

hearts rushing to fill the openings

of you

of me,

partners stooping,

gathering each other's pieces, 

and swapping them,

now shreds 

no longer separate

no space between

so when you left

i couldn’t see why.

and you never knew why.

10/68

Wayne, NJ