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Sunday, April 11, 2010

I Already Know You

Azami and I wrote this poem together based on a poem she started writing about me. We performed it for kids at Mohave High School in Bullhead City.

I Already Know You
a duo poem written by Azami and Christopher Fox Graham

Azami

CFG

Maybe I should have warned him

Maybe I should have warned her

that I’ve been through this before



that this is unfamiliar territory

because I knew from that first moment

but I knew from that first moment

everything about him

everything about her

without having to know anything about him


“I already know you”

“I already know you”

is what slipped from my lips



I felt it in her hips

but those four simple words



the way she looked at me

can’t begin to gauge the familiarity

can’t begin to gauge the familiarity

so I stayed

so she stayed

parting with old friends


and being welcomed by new ones


as has become so routine



moving in within days


like she belonged here


and I was the stranger

of my solitary lifestyle

of my solitary lifestyle

to know that I was in love with her mind

to know that I was in love with his mind

it also took one look at the Star Wars painting



mounted above the bed

and lightsaber adoring his wall



I bought her one, too

to know that he was a geek



and she loved it

I don’t have to catch him saying “frak”


to know he’s seen every episode


of Battlestar Galactica



limited edition box set with deleted scenes


and director’s commentary


worth every penny

I had chosen loneliness

I had chosen loneliness


one-night stands to pass the years

constantly falling in love


knowing that wanderlust


would eventually steal me away



but she wanted to stay


wrap her arms around me


and sleep like tangled vines

so while


I was familiar with the heartache

I was familiar with the heartache

of love lost and found



of love found, then lost

by the fourth day


I woke up in his arms listening


to the comedic ramblings


of Billy Collins



Sushi Haiku:


“Midsummer evening


alone at the sushi bar


just me and this eel”

and while we laughed together

and while we laughed together

I silently counted the minutes


wondering how long it would take him


to realize that which


I already knew

I already knew

but I think he figured it out


I think he figured it out

I think I figured it out

when I jokingly asked him to


“please regale me tales of ‘Star Wars’”


and while

I rolled my eyes

OK, Han shot first,

Jar-Jar is a racial stereotype

and while we

cuddled skin to skin

and they didn’t show it,

but Luke and Leia were conceived

on some lazy Saturday morning

on some lazy Saturday morning



I don’t have to believe in prophesies



I believe in prophesies

to understand my human nature

to understand my human nature

so I begin my relationships

so I begin my relationships

with apologies and explanations these days


hoping that if I cover my tracks


it will soften the blow for later


so I begin my relationships

so I begin my relationships


with coffee and a countdown


hoping that if she leaves by sunrise


I prevent the blow from ever landing

realizing that if you live in the moment

realizing that if you live in the moment

you’ve got nothing to fear

you’ve got nothing to fear

besides, I hear broken hearts


make for great poetic inspiration anyways



my poems about broken hearts


could fill libraries

so maybe I should have warned him

so maybe I should have warned her

that I fall in love often



that I never fall in love

and that I’ve seen Battlestar Galactica, too


in the arms of a boy who reminds me of you


I’ve been through this before



I’ve seen this before

and that same force that brought me


into your life like a hurricane



breaking all of my rules

will someday bring me to the doorstep of


someone new



someone new


will one day fill your shoes


we can only last so long


before time parts our paths


onto diverging roads

the time we share

the time we share

is to learn and teach each other

is to learn and teach each other

learn to love and live in the moment

learn to love and live in the moment

all of this has happened before

all of this has happened before

and all of this will happen again

and all of this will happen again

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