Tapestry

We arebrotherssistersthe thread throughthe meaning of this.We meet in barsin restaurantslisten to othersconversations,talk to each otherof others love.We have no wordsto describeourselves.You are caught up,nestled in a woman’sperfume, her dresses,her deep secret smiles.I am on the loosea free fallingstatue,without a parachute.I sit on trainson buseslistening to arbitraryconversations.Walking the sameroad wearingdifferent faces.I am gluedI am ungluedI invite you,to be mybrother,sisterlover,the thread throughthe meaning of this.