Somewhere on the 

hardly-ever used laptop 
there’s a file of songs I intended 
to burn, which illustrates 
how long we’ve been 
together – that burning cds 
was still a ‘thing’ 
during our history. Every 
now & then comes the urge 
to chase down rabbit-holes of 
new-to-me artists; sieving lyrics 
while a few notes play, seeking 
the one 
that sums up “us”. I recognize 
how ridiculous a task 
this is: the breadth & complexity 
the hollow & estuary 
the interstate & ocean-shore 
the mountain & waterfall
the moonbow & firefly-dance
of it all. The us-ness that  
no one who isn’t 
could define. 
But it doesn’t 
mean I’ll stop trying. Collecting 
a track here & there, amassing 
a tapestry-mural of sound 
that someday 
I will wrap 
around you.