I Am Touching Your Face With Hands Dipped In Wax... Poem by Audrey Stephenson

You’re sitting on the window sill
Yellow paint peeling from it’s corners
And you’re ashing your cigarette in a coffee cup with a blue rim and small brown dots
Reunited
All that’s in front of me is what has kept me from unravelling
And I’ve barely held together
Because we’ve poisoned ourselves for sight
We’re carrying brass in our veins
We are ancient
But our love is reciprocated
It has been for years
From the moment we unleashed our feelings
Like bats out of a cave
To right now as I’m trying to distract the tears dropping out of my eyes
Like anchors
We’re living elusively
And uncertainly
Trailing like somebody’s shadow
Flowing like water into the storm drains