Business Separation Poems

We played 
Scrabble until the word Bali came up-
and you were gone.

That night
your pillow
smelled of ocean breezes, coconut and
heliconia.
When you came back-
I want to be...

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The story of my unique biosystem
goes back,
as does yours,
through six degrees of separation,
each with its own dominant culture,
tincture,
color,
taste and feel.

Feedback loops began with rainbows
and tidal...

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