Tagged: touch

at the botanic

some days, you are off

some days, you are off
limits, unmovable, fenced
off, cold to the touch –

the city spinning around
astor place when we were young
.
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there is a ripple

there is a ripple
in every memory, it
reverberates out,

touches other memories,
sensing them to be lighthouses
.
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we lose track, lose touch,

we lose track, lose touch,
can’t find our way back to one
another, stumble

towards purpose, meander
for a meaning, hands growing numb
.
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in quarantine, we

in quarantine, we
can still send roses, though nothing
you’ve touched have i touched
.
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on day thirty-four,

on day thirty-four,
everything looked
newly old and
agedly new –
we abstained
from leaving
any prints
.
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grazing six-eighty-

for every sunset,

you are trying to

every morning, we

every morning, we
stumble upon new
universes, simply
in the way we rub
off on one another
.
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