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Distance

by David Garner

I think about your innocence.
But you are not that innocent.
You’ve known love and wanted love and love betrayed you.

But then on second thought, love does not betray.
Love in a mask in a sheep-clothing wolf,
Betrays.
But not love.

Four years of phone calls and emails and promised cars betray.
South Carolina betrays you.
But not love.

Geography betrays.
Two different states back then.
Two different states right now.
But thank God we are fairly close.
A hundred miles between us cannot betray.
I refuse that betrayal.
I shake my fist at Distance and I shout, “Ha! You are far, but not that deep, Distance!”

I am a highway if need be.
Speed to see you.
Dashing yellow lines.
I am a country road to go back home.
Slow so I still can taste you.
Bends and trees and passing slow slow trucks.
I am a flight from here to you.
Convenience so I can hold you closer, longer, through the night.
Skin and scars and big eyes and beauty.

You are every means of transportation.
You get to me every day, all the time, then, now, still now, still.
Still, you find me.

10/07/2010

Posted on 10/08/2010
Copyright © 2024 David Garner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/08/10 at 08:10 PM

What I like is this voice I seem to pick up from this. It's steady and in complete control of what it wants to say. Nice.

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