Tom, Do You Know His Name?

Entering the wild woods of Thomasina’s
search for Newton or Copernicus or Einstein’s laws
Curious cravings about carnal embraces,
uncovering the theories of the raspberry puree’s swirling demise
A lone traveler spies the gazebo of her past
and unwinds the memories in an attempt to
Un-whirl the fruit from the whey, disconnect the known
from the hoped for
Watching the play unfold itself as it should
with the young one advancing first
And the aged, but only slightly,
taking up the cue to
dance.

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