Circle of Encounters

Reunion

Lamplight splotched
the polished wood,
littering the table
with yellow lights
like lemon peels.
Our coffee cooled
in our willow-ware cups
while we tried to remember
why we once were friends.
The furnace noises
accentuated our silences.
After an awkward time,
he went into the snow.
I turned out the lamp
and was glad he had gone.

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Updated last on:  2001/05/25