“The DNA molecule contains two polynucleotide strands
wound around each other. Along the strands, bases form
hydrogen bonds with the one directly opposite, forming
To some it would seem that you are sitting in your
Favorite chair, sullen and stationary, but in fact
You are spinning along with the rest of us, turning
In spirals about the Sun. In my chair opposite, I hold
Fast against the force of your anger, locked
In our dance of days.
And to some you would seem inconsolable, individuating,
But I know the tune to which we dance, this mazurka,
In which we move like the planet Pluto in amongst other
Planets without colliding. It looks, to some, like only space
Between us, but we know the binding force and dare to call it love.
If one could look down from this place through
The strand of our story, and past our lives into history,
One might see the convergence coming --- you inevitably there,
And I circling, inviting the slow dance. We have come not by chance
To this raw edge of the world between two chairs.
And here, surfaces of things reflect a faster dance of light
That some would call truth, forgetting the smells that take us back,
The cosmic music and the touches that linger. We sit linked by a force
As old as time, like molecules and planets, moving
On the edge of all consciousness, forming a basic pair,
To a higher place.