"Ann"

by Jeph Johnson

 

You're a partner
In my pain

 

You're a rival
In a game

 

I play alone
Inside my brain

 

We are
Wanting
The same thing:


To love

And be loved,

 

Still our friendship remains

 

Despite the differences
In each of our pasts,

 

Neither last.


I must go

To greater things

That I alone can't see.

 

This is when
I come to thee, Ann

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2002, for Ann

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