we were both grievously wounded
post the collision
though not because of
the concussive crash
our wounds oozed
guts and gore
as individual universi
went whirling
off their axes
we limped through the wreckage
earning Academy nods
riveting as also-rans
we tended each other’s wounds
wrapped with tattered Teflon
strippings
my tears saturated your shoulder
sopping soppy sop
seeping from choked up hazel
tender under fingertips
I kissed yours away
our worlds resumed their spinning
if tilted off-their-kilters
we stammer translations
of each other’s dialects
stumbling and bumbling
walking hand and hand
the trappings unembellished
the wrappings second hand
our souls sing
an a capella duet
measured and harmonious
slightly off key
Insights from "Inside" 