Love Poem: True Companions
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Written by: Jack Jordan

True Companions

True Companions
	
	
	There’s a finite place 
	in a life’s ill-defined time, 
	an Alice-like membrane,
	if you will, when
	at the instant 
	of passing through,
	presence and absence 
	co-exist, life and death 
	are true companions.
	
	I know a thing or two 
	about this side,
	the presence from which 
	I write of 
		love and pain, 
		uncertainty, 
		insanity, 
		birthday cake with ice cream, 
		childhood memories, 
		bullies,
		the touch of my lover.
	
	My-knowing isn’t  
	all-knowing, of course. 
	Lives cross and diverge,
	only to meet again at 
	that instant of passing-through, 
	bringing into question, 
	what’s on the other side?
	
	Go ask Alice.
	I think she’ll know.