Parallel Lines

Musing on life and existence when Kitty died. I was really sad.

Parallel lines,
Each of us,

We don't touch.

Although we try
To make it seem
Like it's not.

In and out,
Through the door,
We don't stop.

Brushing by,
Going down,
Going up.

Parallel lines
On the earth,

We don't fuse.

There's no union,
Not of soul,
It's a ruse.

There's a disconnect
Fashioned inside us.

Mortally separate,
It is final,
No excuse.

Parallel lines,
Sparks of life,

We don't die.

Ad infinitum,
Singles only,
Move through space.

Here on earth
There's desire
To get by,

And illusion
Makes communion
Take place.

Parallel lines,
Anomalies,

We don't match.

Odd numbers,
Fingerprints,
One of each.

Island consciousnesses
Drifting through others,
No contact.

Watch this moment,
See it disappear,
Out of reach.
 

Reviews

[Atlanta Carter]

I really like this. Especially:

Ad infinitum,
Singles only,
Move through space.

In most of my reviews I chastise people for lack of punctuation. Here is one place where I think it would work. I think your punctuation doesn't add anything and perhaps even blocks the flow a little. Your line spacing emphasizes the breaks without the periods. Leaving out punctuation would leave some phrases wonderfully vague. Just a thought.

Great job!

[R. G. Murphy]

Sorry about your cat. Your poem didn't really speak to me but I hope it made you feel better.

[Kelly Raine]

I like this one, altho I'm sorry it came about from such grievous matters. However, I think it's beautiful in its simplicity.