Exchange

Exchange

We learned together,

When I felt I should have had these beads of crystalline knowledge ready for you.

How the frost left the treasure box of the meadow and yard, exchanged

as water vapour with the January blue.

Why static electricity works

your hair into its own frenzy.

I should have known how the balloon’s electrons were exchanged

with the paper and the can and vice versa,

That there was no boundary between you growing

at the kitchen table

and me

in the suspended dew.

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