Turn
Eyes lock
Stand
Reach
Stretch . . .
Touch
Chains snap us back
And we hit the wall hard
We brush it off and look away
We didn't expect to get far
Bound to opposite walls
But we're still in the same room
We can hear each other breathing
The chains will be gone soon
Backs to each other
We sit and get to work
Focus on our studies
Cover up the hurt
. . . Pause . . .
Turn
Eyes lock
Stand
Reach
Stretch . . .
Touch


