It was a three-hour drive that drove us.

A six-pack

inert

Silent in thought

and throbbing in pulse

Each of us immersed

in a reality of our own

Wombed together

in a pregnant pause

We each emerged a little

in clumsy attempts to connect

Islands adrift

In a sea of consciousness

 

Aware

 

but unknowing

 

Too close for comfort

Yet far away…

 

None of us had anything to say.

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