Reading About it in a Newspaper, Thousands of Miles Away

Reading About it in a Newspaper, Thousands of Miles Away

A Poem by crowskin

So I brought you wet towels for your hands, and gave you a place to rest your head / And grew dim and empty while you scoured for that burning flame amid the rubble

                    my body aches
                                    with would-be growing pains
                                 as heart
                                        & body
                                            & mind struggle against gravity
                                                                                & time
                                                                           & space
                                 to reach you
                                                        but I am scared of
                                                        that wreckage site
                                        because I don't know: are
                       you sifting through the shrapnel
                       trying to salvage
                and rebuild from the remains?

(and where
does that leave me?)

© 2017 crowskin

Author's Note

Line spacing should be a lot tighter on this for the intended visual impact, but I'm making do with what WC has to offer for text presentation here.

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Added on July 14, 2017
Last Updated on July 14, 2017
Tags: unrequited love, emotional distance, rebound, complications



I don't write much these days, so most of this work is *very* old. Still, I'm always interested in feedback & interpretation, and have a lot of unfinished pieces that I'd love to rework! more..