Borderland

Enough to walk – 

enough to walk, untied

enough to move together side-

by-side, to let the words occur

to let the world occur around. Scrap 

the table in between, the stare and all 

it means, enough to brush a shoulder,

let a misstep cause two hips to touch. 

Enough a glance, a glancing off

at what a plane can teach, what 

might be learnt from an edge.