Friday, June 12, 2009

Out of focus

When I'm on autopilot --
or is that auto-focus? --
I only see
that which separates us;
only get a fuzzy sense of you,
just beyond this fragile network
of skin and bones
that keeps me from touching into you.

Some days
I only catch a glimpse as I pass by;
other days I don't even stop to look.
And then there are the days --
like this one --
when I make the effort,
pause,
and still feel so cut off.
Is it you who are out of focus, or is that me?


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