Breaking Down Barriers
Lora's blazing red, shoulder-length hair
is chopped off in an uneven, angry, spiked,
'Oh, I almost didn't recognize you', I say to my
friend. 'A new hair style.'
Thinking: What in the world has she done
to her hair?
She tells me she ran into that old flame of hers
who had dumped her two years ago without explanation,
just vanished into thin air.
'Hi, great to see you, how have you been? ', he had asked
as if he cared.
'Wonderful', she lied. 'How about you? '
Tearfully, telling me:
'Do you believe that? What did I ever see in him! '
Then, Brian, my neighbor lost his job and his wife walked out,
both on the same day,
'And I told him: 'Hang in there, one day at a time.'
Thinking: He looks like 'death warmed over'.
And when I, too, lost my job and Peter, my husband,
took off with, would you believe it, Lora,
leaving me a pithy note:
'They never wanted this to happen.'
Stunned with note in hand, I rang up Brian and we've
been talking non-stop, breaking down all barriers,
revealing more about ourselves,
than either of us ever wanted to know.
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