Anubiety

Like a gust of wind, neither here nor there because both here and there, and not here and not there, both then and now and later. The same and different. Like a gust of wind. Over the phone, through my left ear you, a mile away, and the train whistle. Through my right, the same whistle ten seconds delayed. The moans of that horn on the left spell my future on the right. One sound, and several. One time, and many. One place, and none. I sent you that train: for me the train that passed, for you, passing; two different trains and one, passing, and past. Where are we as we speak? You with me here? I with you there? Together. And not together. And what is the time, yours or mine, passing, or past, and, as before where?