Natasha Ashwe - Parallel Lines

[musing on life and existence when Kitty died]

Parallel lines,
Each of us,

We don't touch.

Although we try
To make it seem
Like it's not.

In and out,
Through the door,
We don't stop.

Brushing by,
Going down,
Going up.

Parallel lines
On the earth,

We don't fuse.

There's no union,
Not of soul,
It's a ruse.

There's a disconnect
Fashioned inside us.

Mortally separate,
It is final,
No excuse.

Parallel lines,
Sparks of life,

We don't die.

Ad infinitum,
Singles only,
Move through space.

Here on earth
There's desire
To get by,

And illusion
Makes communion
Take place.

Parallel lines,
Anomalies,

We don't match.

Odd numbers,
Fingerprints,
One of each.

Island consciousnesses
Drifting through others,
No contact.

Watch this moment,
See it disappear,
Out of reach.

Natasha Ashwe

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