Some halves     don’t want to be made whole.
            Past and future
    repel each other
no common language.
People are people is a high dive—you
            jump and never
                        knife the water.
You     we        I    don’t know
                        don’t merge
but          strange attraction
            you      light years away
blink                  and I blink
            in synch.
You     dip       spin      dive
            somewhere between board
                        and pool and
in another galaxy          so do I.
            Who knows why?
S. Robbins from Readings

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