Wanting Words That Touch

Wanting words that touch
That sound hollow when knocked
With your eyes on the page

Wanting to hear emptiness
Like the rush of spider’s web on the face
Crave the internal space

Open up like underwater
Knowing you are there on the mountain
Can’t see, can’t feel, can’t almost breathe

Wanting the heat to pass through
The pain believed relieved aglow
Incandescent even the sunset hue

No you, no me, laugh life let go
No words just touch
But open space an aftershock

A sky below above but touch
Wanting the unmistakeable truth
Arrived like insects homed after dark

Surrendered like light like a symphony played
Discovered like a cat asleep in the shade
But yes, not that, not anything made

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