How is it?

How is it?

You say

We are in parallel

Many times over

How impossible you are

The sofa is empty

Here

But not there

Intemperate suggestions

In duplicate

Gossamer layers

Are in overlay

Multiply

One life or another

This is not a miracle

But it seems that way to me

Turn back the page

Close one book

Open another

Perception is only

The beginning

Across space

Behind the dark star

Within touching distance

Of the unreachable

How can it be

The joke is on me

When I am

The one who is laughing

Pull up a chair

Somewhere

On the other side

Of the jam jar

There is a place

We can both belong