magnetic chess pieces

I wept for the loss of your presence
after these years
of weird magnetism
partners in crime
you plotter you we praised with a laugh
math constant

yet on your side of things you wept
for loss of me

I believe like Alice
in the impossible before breakfast
or more precicely
in the complicated possible

shifting a pawn to take a rook
patience, cricket
it is what it is
this too shall pass

exchanging backpacks
the rocks within suddenly lighter

Poetry by Katarina Wikholm
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Written on 2016-10-14 at 15:59

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I love this

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I enjoyed reading this. So much said in this sophisticated play on words.