we're melding ... melding............

there was a fair amount of melding today

in our three lives
curious
as we were all three in different locale

me, i wandered the arboretum at fullerton
the green headed ducks quacking and shaking their heads
just like me
and sofie, split from chem and cruised
the curves of mulholland solo and t
stayed home deep deep and deeper into his
own pool of inquiry

all gasping the same breadth and
balancing the exact same
radioactivity

we are traveling this road in
synchronistic lock step
sensing the hair curves of the road
and just like those incredible flocks of boobies
we met in the galapagos last june,
who tilt on a diamond cut and weave their wing spreads--
soundless and in tune
we three dive bomb into our
own frenzies of discovery whether we want to or not

alone remarkably in tune

i remember the years in the Vanities dressing room
when we three girls breathed and made that world together
we all three had our moon cycles at exactly the same time
all bleeding and blowing up and making magic as one breathing growl

and so now, despite adolescent angst, and midlife restlessness
and exhaustion from too much accomplishment on his back
we three sre one
weaving and darting , sailing the updrafts and
roller coaster stomach drops without saying a word

such is love
such is love


clarity is approaching but it is not without cost