Seeing You
Put the telephone down--
Cut the cord-- and hold your hand
Over my mouth-- let's keep quiet--
To keep sane-- no more noise.
No more talk.
Might I maybe-- for a moment--
Pass you by-- no words--
no more noise no more speaking
no more coughing or sneezing
not the sound of feet shuffling
Nothing but drawing you-- into me--
Watching myself collapse
For the weakness of the framework
Of my heart.
YOU ARE READING
Please Don't Touch
PoetryPlease Don't Touch is my first self-published book of poetry, written and published originally in 2012. #51 in Poetry, 3 June, 2017 #85 in Poetry, 4 June, 2017 #108 in Poetry, 25 May, 2017 #136 in Poetry, 26 May, 2017 #149 in Poetry, 24 May, 2017 #1...
