you and I,
we are driving
the whole way to Pasadena.
white lines
waver in the heat –
parallel reflections
in hindsight
converging
just behind horizon’s edge.
I wonder,
can the travels
bend our paths
back together
or
have we past-
through that intersection
well before starting
our trip to Pasadena.
Inspired by thoughts http://raysharp.wordpress.com/2012/11/28/parallel-postulate-oranges/