NEVER HANDS-FREE
I remember a photograph,
      a few wars back, of
two friends in Vietnam,
         young men, walking
   down a road hand-in-hand,

and I thought back to
      it yesterday on 
Washington St., watching
       two young women,
                  side-by-side,
each with hand to ear,

  speaking on cellphones
      to other friends holding
   other cellphones
            speaking to still other
    friends with cellphones, and I
       thought to myself, "I wish they'd
       
            use call waiting to take
         each other's call first, to hear 
                 the longing, and not wait
            until the conversation 
      is over to 
            
                hold hands. 


July 9, 2004
  
    
    

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