Three does not divide equally
but when the obsessed is faced
with the last tic-tacs
that must be eaten in pairs
and gets stuck with three
she does not take two
and hand one to me
but bites down hard
and passes me her half.

One and a half is not even
and so when the obsessed
makes sure that between
the pair of us the tic-tacs
are split equally her lips
are my lips and we
are more than two people
separate. We are done
searching for the one.



A day is not done, until it's filled with words.

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