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Lo Infusino
Poems
Nov 2011
Distance
with eyes still closed,
woken by rowdy students
with 8AM classes, outside not-quite-ground-floor windows
distance fills a mind
the shrinking spacial gap
creates slack in the fraying rope
that connects us at our cores
it winds in and winds back out,
like the memories of months past,
like the inside jokes and wordless exchanges,
that show up and lace through my days
distance that thrives in the cool west-coast air
and in the delicate heat of here
it grows like the vines that crawl across the canyon floor
whose pale green leaves
don't quite seem to be of this earth
after a summer spent in the midwest
where the lush green life was anything but pale
but the color has faded out
like the closeness we once knew
as if it belongs only to those distant midwest months
Written by
Lo Infusino
san diego/chicago
(san diego/chicago)
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