[musing on life and existence when Kitty died] br br Parallel lines, br Each of us, br br We don't touch. br br Although we try br To make it seem br Like it's not. br br In and out, br Through the door, br We don't stop. br br Brushing by, br Going down, br Going up. br br Parallel lines br On the earth, br br We don't fuse. br br There's no union, br Not of soul, br It's a ruse. br br There's a disconnect br Fashioned inside us. br br Mortally separate, br It is final, br No excuse. br br Parallel lines, br Sparks of life, br br We don't die. br br Ad infinitum, br Singles only, br Move through space. br br Here on earth br There's desire br To get by, br br And illusion br Makes communion br Take place. br br Parallel lines, br Anomalies, br br We don't match. br br Odd numbers, br Fingerprints, br One of each. br br Island consciousnesses br Drifting through others, br No contact. br br Watch this moment, br See it disappear, br Out of reach.