An egg boils on the stove,
a tree in the forest decays to dust,
cement sets in the driveway,
ice melts in a scotch and soda,
a wound scab becomes skin.
There are
hard things that soften over time
and soft things that harden.
What questions would these shape-shifters ask
at the rest stop on the inter-state
between fluid and firm,
on the way to their opposite elsewheres?
Who will I be when I reach your beginning?
Who will you be when you end where I began?
What are advantages of
becoming opposite?
Why change?
Why not remain the same?
Think of what I could learn
as the not-me I never was.
2015