Isn’t it funny,
how complete strangers turn into family
hard names to remember become spell for remedy
Isn’t it funny,
realizing that all pain have been shifted into laughter
burdens were lifted as memories were retrieved
howler to healer
Then,
Isn’t it crazy,
hug and hand waves together
tell ugly reality
yet sweet fantasy
of good bye in the present
embracing hopes for the future
that barely promised to figure
Isn’t it?
Now I write a story
Neither it’s funny nor crazy
Just a piece of romantic comedy
-from afternoon talk in early January
