i,
touch -
- pens
paper - money
pieces of food - i
- touch
- people,
shoulders,
babies -
i - touch
rooms
walkways mucous tan
i - touch
moments in time still forgotten -
i touch
through the doorways of creation
i touch
handheld messiahs and they're false proclamation
i touch
open wounds of men and women
i touch
i can't let this all be forsaken
i can't have been so mistaken -
i touch
sound and light
and not know it
but
i touch
darkness then
light, and i know it
i wish
i
could let go of -
it