Left
1 min readOct 24, 2016
The man said my left shoulder is tighter
Than the right
I’m always reaching back for her, for you
Trying to find you
To hold you
Protect you
My right arm feels strong
Pointing ahead
Leading the way
Where we’re going
Chasing the sun
Grabbing the light
Running away from where we’ve been
The left is unsteady
She trails behind
In the dark
Can you see me, reaching for you
With this shaky hand
Who left you
All alone
Was it her or him or them
Who couldn’t find you
Or was it me
Where do you go when you leave my body
Are you hiding or are you searching
For them
For her
For me
Turn around
Open both arms
I’m right here