Tagged: at arm’s length

at arm’s length, we are

at arm’s length, we are
comfortable with offering
one another some

form of blessing. any closer,
and we lose our sheltered cool

you are watching the

you are watching the
latest martial arts darling
in asian cinema, something
enigmatic, poetic,
reserved, i am wavering
between accepting and
rejecting myself for not
being as intoxicated,
enraptured by this
exotic intrigue.
there is a fine pretense
between belonging and
not belonging, i can’t
solve for the variables
while holding myself
at arm’s length