I love you, Distance. falling from the train i skinned your knee- how strange to be your ally. like a fog the color of forests under the barefeet of cities relative to nothing the night resembles a question marked with your breath a lady, dancing, dips into you with every step and with every step lets go
i really liked those first three lines but lost interest when the black cat was mentioned... if it were me and my poem, i'd lose the cat.
I love the last stanza the best. The whole poem was great, as to be expected from you. Love travels the distances, yet sometimes we are sad feeling the absence between us.
