Three Inches

Three Inches

A Poem by James O'Rourke



You and I are at a distance now

One that makes my nerves twitch uncomfortably

And plagues me with nostalgia.


I can still see you standing before me

But that gap between us

Is large enough that a body may lie at rest there.


The average American male height measures

Five feet, ten inches

I'll bet my arms can't reach that far.


Yet here I stand

At a height of five foot seven.


I've considered having myself cloned

In hopes that my other self grows to the same height

And I may lie him down in that space that divides us.


All in the hopes that we may be closer

I'll cherish those three inches

For the possibilities they promise.

© 2018 James O'Rourke

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Added on July 12, 2017
Last Updated on January 4, 2018