Tuesday morning

Valentines

You are angry this morning

and I forgot my keys.

I need to be let in but I

can’t ask you for one more thing beyond

continuing to pull one shuddering breath to the next.

I used to be afraid of nothing. Only

the empty space behind the

stars and the absence of

light. Now I am frightened of speaking

too loudly or too quiet.

You have changed me. I don’t know

how bridge the space

between who I was and

who you have created.

I would like to come inside please.