Ice Fishing

by Tom Fugalli

you and i are
living, breathing, aching proof
that there is no way for two objects
to simultaneously occupy the same space.

you and i are
parallel lines, our slopes equal
doomed never to intersect
for all infinity

there will be no formation
of something pure and new;
no marvelous reaction
to observe if you and i combine.

i have abandoned the hard sciences
for philosophy and
if your tree falls
i will not be there to hear it

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