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OLD LACES

two separate points of origin
a distance measured in five dimensions
our two lines crossed
became entangled
willingly intertwined
yes, that is the polite way to say it
willingly intertwined
but entangled
entangled is much more honest
the point is two-fold
folded together
blurred into one
two lines crossed
pulled in opposing directions
we strained against each other
and revealed our nature
two lines crossed
entangled
a knot
she loves me
she loves me knot
our love knot
she cut me loose
like the knot in an old pair of shoe laces
my purposed served
too much trouble to salvage
and no longer asthetically pleasing
for her to walk upon
my replacement procured
she cuts me
and dumps me
secures my replacement
and walks away

- S. Marvin Tuomala, December 2004



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