i greet my shadow in a window.
in a mirror.
in the full length of a glass door.
come in, i say.
come sit with me.
come be with me, i say.
we chat about the letters we have
sent one another throughout the years.
letters sent, but never received.
saturated with pristine longing.
filled to the brim with reverie.
we chew the bones
we have to chew with one another.
we peel old agitations from the window.
from the mirror.
from the full length of the glass door.
what more do we need?
we feast at the banquet of cohesion.