Time Leak

For centuries we have lain like this, our warmths intermingled, our hearts beating the same two-step, & our breaths & our limbs intertwined. Life after life, I return to flesh to join my flesh to your flesh. Sometimes I am the woman & you the man; sometimes, the other way around. It hardly matters. Flesh after flesh, our spirits return to mingle. Death is no barrier & life's noisy matinee where the suburban ladies cough & sputter & their programs crackle like kindling merely goes on & on. They sit on their deaths as if they were sitting on fur coats, while we touch for the first time remembering the next.