Needed a break from work… and a conversation inspired this one
Reaching from the corner Enormous crushing hands Grabbing, holding, restraining Constricting and stiffening Belonging not to animal nor creature No childhood monster reaches forth No disembodied evil apprehends Yet reaching from the corner Curling fingers of doom Thick knuckles defying resistance I’m crushed in the palm of angry silence.
waking suddenly alone Such distance forged between us; both inches of cold impassable bedsheet, Rumples impossible to ascend. No hiking equipment with which to assist my journey Failure; through lack of preparation? Embarking anyway, believing the goal attainable Believing? Feeling… Expecting at least. Supported by a thousand watching friends So frigid the coldness between here… Read More »Such Distance
First in a while – another txt poem I never sent…