sometimes
whenever my mind wanders
i'll catch myself thinking about
you and i on opposite sides
it's the usual metro station
the usual crowd and commotion
and out there in the middle of it all
on each side of the tracks
your face and my face connect
like magnets thrown in the air
it's a bit unclear as to who chases who
there's the agreement
it'll be a cup of coffee
maybe two
exchanging words and pleasantries
asking about your mom the house
the weather
talking about Currents
and the ways these streets
have with both of us
it's a bit unclear as to who brings it up first
there's the agreement
it'll be one and done
not a one night stand per se
nor a bid you farewell hug either
but a tiny little hole
a fracture in the tissue of eternity
sharing skin and fluids
whispering names and dirty things
along the way
each of us knowing
time can stand still only for a second
