They’d been living together a long time
And were beginning to repeat each other:
He was her
And she was him,
She was her
And he was her as well,
She was, she wasn’t,
And he was them,
Or something like that.
Especially in the morning,
Until they’d sorted out
Who was who,
From where to where,
Why this was and not that,
A lot of time elapsed,
Time poured away like water.
Occasionally they wanted to kiss each other
But realised, at some point,
That they were both her —
Easier just to repeat.
Then they’d start yawning with fear,
A yawn like soft wool,
Which could even be crocheted
This way:
One was yawning very carefully
The other was holding the ball.
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