Fragmented

The night the same as the others;
we talked about what happened
before that can't be removed
or cast aside to rust on the heap
of everything that has passed
between us these past years.

We talked of moving on:
the feeling of loss and space
and retracing our steps back
out of the hole dug through
the years -- each one closer together --
more closely tracing our selves

and blurring the outline we had
carefully traced of us together.
We talked about the future and
rejoining our separated selves:
a new unit, creating a structure
from which to launch into the future,

our separated lives.