Anniversary Poem
for L.B
squashed, locked in
playful bind, caught
thoughtfully crushed
two clinging bodies
locked into a space
no bigger than one
each daring the other
to fall off.
Insomniacally begun,
two sleepy people
casting crampons
towards morning
morning came
two years on
we look at each other
and smile.
EJC 4/4/10
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