Ten Feet

Ten Feet

A Poem by Tenten
"

to my muse

"

 

she is standing teen feet          now my arms reach away

from this body and every time i try to explain

attempts        touch     her

 

close windows            curtains       takes a seat

patient on the edge of a no wrinkle bed

refuse my eyes, focus on her silhouette

attempts at a fix for this addiction of bothering to care

for her at the edge of a bed

she’s impressed  her  body  into

 

i need        please give me ten

no fifteen minutes,

your time

explain with rapid hand movement    

  short breath exasperation

fall into tangents layered by detail      explain reasons why

about crimes, mine        not sure what they are       please forgive me….

need you         to understand how inspiration

can slow the infidelity of affection         tendency of hands to follow

again

touch you, please        let me listen

head placed against belly, between knees     


ten minutes i’ll explain.

 

. 8:37PM Tue 02/16/10 (Written, Frank)


© 2010 Tenten



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