Soothing Touch


Write a love with harsh-sounding words or a poem of attack with sweet or gentle sounds.


Your words caress my ears.

The cheerful tone clouds the message,

masking it.

They tiptoe, these words, into my head,

whispering sweetly to Wernicke,

let me in, let me in.


Your fingers drape themselves around my neck

hugging my windpipe.

They embrace until

my breath parts with my lungs,

inviting a troupe of black dots to dance across my vision.


Your feet twirl away.

I sink,

the floor welcomes my body.

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