redefine: feeling. by Aaron Michaeli've got this feeling
without skin,
puddled and amorphous,
shifting with the temperature,
and leaving traces on shoes
and people walk over it.
touches of everything held in
shove like collisions
and ripple the whole pond
shaking the lilly pads
you didn't know were there.
a look can shatter glass
wither the roses that
were meant to speak of love
before they thought to speak.
everything behind eyes
speaks without breath,
and that's just not natural,
but it has to be
and in itself
finds the justification it needed to
be real.
and real it is,
moving worlds with
the mere hint of it's existence.
03/03/2008 Author's Note: bleh. blargh. and all that.
Posted on 03/03/2008 Copyright © 2024 Aaron Michael
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