I met myself on the sidewalk today.
As we strode toward one another
on our separate linear paths
Just at the prescribed distance
our eyes locked for an instant
We smiled and said good morning
Unison
I was older than I remember
My false lower teeth were glossy
gray hair poofed around my face
not so greenish as I fear
We went our ways gliding by
I, in the illusion that there was more time.
-kem
