i am the [[piece]] in that [[puzzle]] at the bottom of the toy closet
imagine this .... my [[edges]] fit your [[grooves]]
on the edge of the world
the [[map]]
floats free
so i wander the lands
beyond the [[known]]
hear that?
the sounds of jazz
infect my mind;
i [[riff]]
off your melody,
calling forth remembrances
of our muse,
[[known]] only to you
and i
[[puzzle]] me this:
when did my map
shift sideways
and become the alternative [[piece]]
to the gap in your map
it is that little
bit of flatted fifths
inside the augmented chord
that brought me back ..
a slight [[riff]] like
pieces of childhood
the end of this
is the [[start]] of
that
we [[piece]] together
our experiences
we think
in pieces
of disparate parts:
i am here
you are there
we are separate
yet together,
and still in love
with the strange world
unfolding:
we [[start]] anew