If I were to explain the reason behind the mismatch of my mouth and hands,
I would only say this: displacement.
I choose to answer what I cannot hold.
I wind up singing instead of touching.
Surely you can remember the time
I asked for your permission; you looked at me strange,
and not in a way that inspires
Freedom. What can I do except laugh?
Dare I turn this itch to clasp into something
as deliberate and precise as words?
Dare I spit volumes instead of throwing pebbles
and watch them sink instead of creating ripples?
When we argue, and I extend my arms to drive a point home,
it is only because it is better than the alternative, which is concession.
Inhale exhale i n h a l e e x h a l e
in lieu of our thumbs stroking the other.
I know when to keep my silence,
but forgive me when my hands do not know any better
than to shake and disturb.
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 6:10 AM UTC
If I were to explain the reason behind the mismatch of my mouth and hands,
I would only say this: displacement.
I choose to answer what I cannot hold.
I wind up singing instead of touching.
Surely you can remember the time
I asked for your permission; you looked at me strange,
and not in a way that inspires
Freedom. What can I do except laugh?
Dare I turn this itch to clasp into something
as deliberate and precise as words?
Dare I spit volumes instead of throwing pebbles
and watch them sink instead of creating ripples?
When we argue, and I extend my arms to drive a point home,
it is only because it is better than the alternative, which is concession.
Inhale exhale i n h a l e e x h a l e
in lieu of our thumbs stroking the other.
I know when to keep my silence,
but forgive me when my hands do not know any better
than to shake and disturb.
January 10, 2017
