#shpeshftr

warmth in the air

a wind riding a swell the size of several earths

it’s not as turbulent as you’d think

we feel with our sight here

see with our motions

hear through our mouths

so what you say to me should be digestible fore it becomes a truth

i trust you

as much as i trust this orange breeze

propelling me through Jupiter’s atmosphere

It’s amazing what a hand can do…

Drawing fear out of fossils flinching in my armoire

There’s a pencil sketch between us

drawing me closer to you.

Shaded insight.

We could paint the town

with tainted sounds dipped in wasted frowns

I’m parallel to a page, facing down

watching a hand reveal every corner of mind you dwell in

It’s amazing what a hand can do…

Cursive charismatically clones each heartbeat cadence and creates songs of ineffability

I cant

Not CANNOT, but CANT

as in synonym for SING,

as in, these hands perform miracles,

turning water into words

on bended tendons, my fingertips force fate beneath them

It’s amazing what a hand can do….

You parallel to collapsing reality

Knee first into the floor, your back binds belief into my approaching palms

Your skin meshes with my calm until you are, too.

A reminder to breathe beyond the capsule that is becoming your mind,

“I am still here” proclaim my verbal hands

Your shoulders welcome,

You un-tense intensely below my wrists

It’s amazing what a hand can do…

Me adjacent to a darkening corridor

A distant light constructed enough light years to reach me.

Close enough to be warm

Far enough to show me love doesn’t have to burn.

Me, empty grip, full of nothing,

but a realization that I can’t do this alone

I ask for help, you lend a heart

The weight of the gravity you bring me to each time our fingers weave between each others’

It’s amazing what a hand can do.

- shpeshftr.