The Noodles Are Hanging Onto

the noodles are hanging onto

the noodles are hanging onto
each other for dear life, like
lovers being pulled
apart by an unseen
force, slowly – until
they are barely
touching, then touching
no more.

a simple bowl
of ramen seems
like love
at long last
lost. the mystery lies
in the way we can
still dance helices
around each other
.

Yi Ching Lin

Posted over on her site Yi's Bits on "Healthy Doses"