We can all pretend
Awkardness is avoided like this
The partner meets the desire
They converse there dockside
Desire wants to throw a curveball
Asking what the other would do for a hungry child
Perfect humanitarian responses and on time
There was recognition
Almost a clang of rapport
Or so the heart of the man in the middle wished
On the dock there, congratulating each other
Kind souls in theory and throwaway conversation
Find a way to relate for my sake
common ground around the elephant
crushing dock planks
push smiles, try eyecontact
The two of you don't have to be in the same room
The ocean reflects the sun but storms are coming soon
The two of are welcome to trade illusions
Before the typhoon
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