i.
Do you give me hope
just to watch me drown
Yeah, you must.
ii.
I've come to realize you are a sadist,
maker -
maker of tears.
iii.
You're always there,
so silent.
I listen.
Listen for nothing.
iv.
You are nothing but a ghost,
quietly observing.
Distant as the clouds,
yet close as the wind at the nape
of my neck.
*
*
*
Why won't you touch me?
