parallels

we walk
together,
and alone,
parallels
moving
to meet somewhere
in the distance

arrows
pointing
to where we should go,
anywhere but here

paths
entangled
in the space
between,
touching futures
unknowable

parallels,
turning
bending
converging
spiralling
parting
disappearing
somewhere
in the black
of our eyes,
where there are
no lines
no webs
no circles.