312 and 313

You caught up with me yesterday at church,

but didn’t tell me why you had done so.

So my mind will make up, without research,

a million reasons which I’ll never know.

Maybe on purpose I’ll omit to ask,

if e’er we meet again, what e’er it was.

That way a part of me can blithely bask

in thinking that your love was your haste’s cause.

That way I get to tell myself the tale

that we have built significant rapport,

and not because of the minor detail

that I might merely hold open the door.

Don’t do it more, or I’ll ignore all else

and dream of it until my mad heart melts.

~~~

“You want a gum?” “A what?” “A gum!” She holds

her palm out with a pack of gum inside.

“A piece of gum!” he playfully then scolds,

before he takes one, chuckling at his chide.

“A piece of gum? Where is the rest?” says she.

“How is this piece dependent on a whole?

I did not break it off manually,

it came like this, singularly, and sole.”

The two then laughed, then thought of it no more,

but did not realize that he was right.

In fact, upon a secret, sticky shore,

there is a gummy mountain of great height.

And there it is that all the gum comes from,

and why not one, but ‘tis a piece of gum.