Poems and COW Ku's

I met you once and once again Just a breath, a sniff of lilac or garlic synaptic   The sound of footsteps passing A brief brush of shoulders in a crowd Neither enemy nor friend Never to be seen again   An old-timey sits with needle in hand Meticulously looping the next stitch As the pattern beckons yet another pass To mark the moment, the encounter to ever last   I met you twice and twice again The first time we touched And then we fucked Or just got drunk and howled at the m