This is the gesture that remains:
side by side
we're shuffling instruments
trying to find a home for each
their weight makes music
as they settle to the floor
rough chords that announce
what each is capable of
Listen.
Your proximity is unremarkable
(standing near you
I'm home)
and I try
to call it back
the weight and magnet of your being close
the way it pulls
like the moon on the tide
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