Side by side and hand in hand, neither of us sure about what comes next.
Two score years of exhaustive honesty, backhanded compliments, and salt –
that sometimes flavor enhancer equally adept at intensifying old wounds.
Nothing about the walk still ahead will permit even a hint of pretense or pride.
Nothing about it will charm us into believing that we can start back over again.
Only the two of us, side by side and hand in hand, willing to just be.
And today, that’s enough.
© TZampino 2020
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