Comets

—to ML and R

I feel like the fuzzy head
of Halley’s comet
back from a turn in deep sky
—away, returning, bending time
I am your Halley’s you are mine

we’re old in the eyes of a child
but it was not long ago we spun one circle
dizzy blind almost wild
now we have our own parabolas

inertia time lethargy
these are enemies of friends
but surely we fall into perigee
that point to which
all lovers spin
……………….
Jim Culleny
1985

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