.
you stand in the overly-
crowded gymnasium of
scientific rigour; pat down
a bedspread of embroidered
intellectualism, and invite
me to sit with you
for hours we are still,
silent
we read books about life
and the lack of meaning
it holds; our skin so
close it whispers the
answers we long to hear,
the secrets we so carefully
choose to ignore
eyeblink; and you
are replaced
by a sultry-voiced zānă
with raised eyebrows, she
tried to explain the similarity
between oedipus and electra
but my skin was stone
without the continued
approval of yours, and
I stared at the book
covering my legs until
the words became salt
.









Great minds and such 
and the last stanza is meant to have that double-meaning, it just depends which way you want to read it. We have indeed had this conversation before (or a similar one) ... and the topic just keeps on popping up.


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