this non-relationship we have
committed friendship
loving non-entity
is a whip
rolled tightly
we entwine the length of ourselves
touching here and again
only to discover
being shook out
we're at opposite ends
you're the handle
core and center
where little movement
has large moment
pieces of me, knotted at the end
weave crazily
careen through dust then air
figure-eighting and whistling
stinging and fraying
with a clear, clean



© 2002 Homer Christensen