the day we were struck by lightning
you and i disintegrated into a million pieces
our giddy atoms bouncing in each other’s
devastatingly bright light
intertwined in soul and mind
locked and intermingled like laced fingers
and for a split second we shared each other
like the mind in split-brain syndrome
confined in a single skull.

the day we were struck by lightning
we built each other back up piece by piece
but not to our original entities;
for some reason you could not fix my shattered heart
and when i glued you back together with my bruised hands
you looked at me differently
and i wondered which part of me you were looking for
and which piece i was missing.