Sunday, September 29, 2013

i stood too long at the edge of us (tighter)

i stood too long at the edge of us (tighter)

I watched you fall.
I think I pushed.

i did not rush into a burning building
carrying you through smoke and flames to safety

i did not leap off a cliff into a churning river
pulling you against the current and resuscitating you on the shore

i did stand too long at the edge of us
leaving you no recourse except to push me overboard at last


if i had not caved to fear and “quiet desperation”
if i had stood fully and openly at the center of us

we have not seen each other for a long time
and you lie on the bed asking me to hold you

with your arms and legs wrapped firmly around me
i know that the only thing i should do is say “tighter”

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