Microphones - I Felt Your Shape

I FELT YOUR SHAPE

I thought I felt your shape
but I was wrong.
Really all I felt was falsely strong. I held on tight and closed my eyes. It was dumb. I had no sense of your size. It was dumb to hold so tight. But last night on your birthday in the kitchen my grip was loose. My eyes were open. I felt your shape. I heard you breathing. I felt the rise and fall of your chest. I felt your fall, your winter snows, your gusty blow, your lava flow. I felt it all: your starry night and your lack of light. With limp arms I can feel most of you. I hung around your neck independently and my feeling of loss was overwhelmed by this new depth I don’t think I ever felt. But I don’t know. My nights are still cold and I remember my arm gripping around a warm fleshy waist.

Written by:
Phillip Whitman Elverum

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