Nine Line Parallels (part 9)

We walk past each other

with little contact,

physicality, odor, sense,

yet the eyes,

look inside my soul,

question my reality,

am I here along with you,

How is it possible we lose sight

undeniable tones

(part 9)

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Nine Line Parallels (part 5)

We begin to imagine

how this, can we then, what will,

the world becomes a factual

enterprise of disbelief,

hope, a wonder of exceptional

fascination

while around the corner

somewhere nearby we corroborate

upon neutral tones

(part 5)