sommes-nous de la poésie?

it will be 
litmus, 
an invocation, 
a homework check; 
what did we 
promise? 
what have we 
delivered? 

it will be 
hot meals 
interrupted by 
glass clinks 
and kind words- 
some warm, 
some cool. 

it will be 
one of us, 
across the room 
from the other, 
confident and 
wondering- 
‘how do they know 
that person?’ 

it will be 
a negotiation- 
who will 
drive there and 
who will 
drive back? 
then compromise 
because one of us 
took a last 
toast for the 
team. 

it will be 
poems of us, 
with a shared pen, 
a blank page- 
wondering 
are we the 
creators or 
will it write 
us? 

it will be
a memory play
taking me back
to our
first lines
and how everything
was prosaic 
before i
met you.