into our back pockets the

to our first emails, even
though we pretended to
be reluctant and apprehensive;
exploring indiscretions,
we learned a new version of
the truth soon to be shared
as a hollow tree trust
slowly developed around us;
yearning to learn and too
much silence at home, we
became mercenaries,
fighting off the oblivious
spouse who only wanted
what was wanted, sharing
absolutely nothing else.
15Feb14
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