photo credit: BHD 2017

Don’t reach for me,

I’d say —

But I’d be lying.

Through the mud

At this depth

You should worry

About your arm.

In the womb —

Comforted with silence —

Safety is clung to.

Until the walls contract:

Out in the world

Bigness more relevant

Than closeness.

Enveloped again

By the weight of perception.

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