AND THEY SHALL BECOME ONE FLESH.
While this gladly refers to the
friction of our bodies on one another
it also points to a more magical union
listed under the heading: Mystery.
Because we’re one we share everything,
maybe not completely but in part.
Like if you’re happy, I am sort of too. And when
I’m angry, so are you, if only just a bit.
This doesn’t mean we’ve lost our individual
selves but rather found one plus one can equal one.
So if you get cancer one of these days
rest assured I’ll have traces of cancer too.
Medical tests won’t reveal this because
such things are not designed to show the soul.
And if I should slip into dementia then
since we’re one I just bet you’ll misplace
a few thoughts here and there as well.
I apologize in advance if that last example
should befall us. If so, please tell me the
stories about the two of us because
they could remind me who I really am.