FRESNO

is back. She who straggled off,

abandoned me when I made

that final decision. She's back.

I split here, she told me. I can't take all that pain.

Me for sunny California, she said.

And so she wandered up and down the coast.

beaches, sea breezes, freedom

would roll across my mind for a second or two. Telegrams that always seemed to come collect.

I continued to plod along.

Never mind the flashes, the playfulness.

Now she's back. I suppose I am finished here.

Our lives have seamed together,

hers and mine, though I can't help

wondering if she's going to take off again

on another adventure

and should I go with her.

Ridiculous.

Sometimes I can't remember

what I've done or not done,

with this one, or with that one.

Did I really say that?

I suspect she knows

loves to hide in my shadow

and laugh at my muddle.

Somehow I've come home

to myself.

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