We learned

it is less interesting

to know than wonder.

So we closed the drape

with its bindweed pattern

and let the sun run

through the lines.

 

We found so many of our

questions could be handled this way

not answered or laid to rest

just packed away

unsoiled by what we might say.

 

Still, there was something we

wanted to ask each other.

It required we hold hands

and walk out on the wire

where the only question that matters

is how far to fall before letting go?