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Sunday, February 24, 2013

392 deadtime

. his " hey " soothed me .
"you back in town ?" i asked .
"not exactly ," he said .
i heard something burried in his words . " that detour ?" i asked
" you coul;d say that ."
"too bad , i was hoping i could buy you a beer at the west end . i have a lot to trell you ." i said .
:won't be happpening ,i'm staying in caklifornia for now....."
he paused . i sasaid ." yeah ?" yearning for more .he didn't respond right away . i added ."the grand canyon thing ? something new ?"
"no . that's all done ." he have me a concise update about lisa  and the baby , oden and k]=jaana , the dead girlfriend from estonia kanyn .
i asked a coulple  of questions .. he answered them .
two seconds of silence . then he said ." carmen's pregnant ."
"what ?"
in a tone as flat as a groomed run below aqn overcast sky , he said , "you heard me ."
his admonition was spot -on  my question had been reflecxive .
he inhaled and exhaled . i did the arithmetic . yes , it was possible .
"are you -" i said ."is it -"
"it 's my baby ."
more cleavage . i thought of my molecular biology teacher in college . the other kind ."cleavage is division ," she'd said durig that first lecture ." a split from one into two ."
from a couple to two singles .
from parent/child together , to father daughter apart .
from an ancient grand mesa , to two plateaus separated by a canyon .
from a zygote to a blasyocyst .
sam had said that separation wasn't always about cataclysm that sometimes it was about erosin .
it isn't always ending , either . i thought . sometimes it's abput evolving . other times , it's about begining .

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