Copyright 2000, Sara Zwern
Chemistry
 
Bothersome buttons
Live to be pushed,
Like restless dominos
Waiting to fall.
 
Like blips in an otherwise
Seamless world,
They seem to catapult us
Further away,
And eternally apart,
Until we give up
In despair.
 
But never
Underestimate a quarrel.
When fielded with
All the love we can muster,
Our stray hits
Can bring us closer together,
Like a lonely fly ball
Finding its way home.