You and I
are not so far,
and yet
reality has no strings attached;
no leg for standing;
no tunnel filled with light
or otherwise lacking,
two legumes
not from the same
whatyamacallet,
only resembling one another
in some relative ways,
ones that may or may not be worth exploring
if the dots line up...
and if they don't
you can amount
to just another passing fancy
that I collect in a dusty pile
in my memory
of past fancies.
