Opposites
Our chronotypes are opposites,
our thermostats are, too.
Nothing about us seems to fit—
our differences accrue.
Sometimes it seems that we should split
and find mates less askew,
but neither wants to call it quits—
we’re each to each like glue.
Not matchy-matchy, two-by-two,
we’ll take our separate bits
and build a union odd but true
with unmatched heart and wit.
Lisa Barnett’s poems have appeared in The Hudson Review, Measure, New Verse Review, Poetry, Snakeskin, Think, the anthologies Sonnets: 150 Contemporary Sonnets and Extreme Sonnets, and elsewhere. Her chapbook Love Recidivus is available from Finishing Line Press. She lives in Haverford, PA with her husband.