Tuesday, December 21
a layer underneath the skin
I can touch
thin bands of hair
dreadful beauty
gun shy delicateness
beneath a coat toned with earth
an urgency for understanding
or I am willful
amidst panic against a wall
then, a caress
eyes peaceful, tense
moments past
I am unthinking
connected to the night sky
never increasing
and challenged
our fears echo to each other's ears
until we slip alone back into our lives
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