when

i had a conversation

the other day or so—

with someone who i 

seldom ever see alone.

he was calm, aloof, and 

staid sitting very straight 

indeed. a skinny sort of 

fellow, rather bony at the 

knees.

we talked for just 

awhile, as he had things 

to do

and i my own business 

though i was loathe to move.

nevertheless i saw 

him i doubt i will 

again—

as our paths are very 

different until that moment

                 when—