Serendipity

We are two flatirons

proud against the belly of the sky

two whale songs

harmonising in the deep ocean

We are the burning building

and the sun that doesn’t care

two broken bicycles

being mended in the same shed

We are the spinning tops

not yet fallen

the lab rats who lived

We are dusk and dawn

staring each other up and down

the rival buskers 

competing for small change

We are two teenage lovers

entwined in bliss in the cheap cider night

two forgotten pocket watches

ticking out of time

We are two threadbare tires

being taken off a Rolls

two ghost towns

half eaten by the dust

We are two prayer flags, continents apart

fluttering the same stupid prayer

two white balloons

staring up at the mad moon

We are Jesus and Judas

and Judas and Jesus

two laughs echoing

down the same corridor

We are two old gods

too tired to make earthquakes

two fools for Christ

persecuted for talking crazywise

We are two hucksters

selling the Brooklyn Bridge to putzes

two lost sheep

heading for the same cliff edge

We are two poems

shuffled together like a deck of cards

two bullets meeting in Nomansland

as a truce is being called

two years in which

two lovers have not said i love you

two metres distance at all times

too late to be young again

too soon to be old

two graves yawning at our jokes

two hands clasped in love

as the future washes in

and we walk together

toward the endless adventure.