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A Bridge Never Seen - Revisited
we meet minutes before sunset
dragging our clinging pasts
plastered to our heels from our privy place
yoked inseparably....
.....pulled in tandem
prompted for this appointed event
the most provocative sunset you'll never see
the kind of sunset we jointly concede as
umber
.........spilling
...luminescent
............redolent
daydeath begins.....light fades
we enter that suspension time
cross that ethereal bridge
as it reveals itself incrementally
you know the type ..
not one of arches or pillars ...
we reach absolute center .....
no more no less
i know as i've been here
.....many times
........without you
........measuring carefully
........obsessively
sunset crescendo plays; resonates
we turn at the appointed time
........to stare
....generationally
into one another's shared past
.....and matrixed present
......until we see all
then, of course,
..i look away and jump
.....just as you expected
......just as you directed
you disengage slowly
.ruffle your paper
..dispel the mists
and dream of the day
...you may
..finally
.deliver pizzas
..or sell tech stocks
..unable to appreciate the sunsets ....you never saw
never suspecting
i-you-we live on
.thanks to Kafka
who caught me
or that i love you
(c) 4/12/2000 Bart Breen
