small spaces
only so many minutes allowed
like a felon
her man on the other side of the wire
a glimpse means a lot
touch brief
thoughts through the night
during empty hours of the day
serve to worsen the divide
it is no way to live
no way to die
there is no now, no later
no conjugal afterlife
it is a powerful attraction
that defies logic and law
Poetry by jim
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Written on 2023-08-23 at 03:40
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