Walls Poem by Bryan Riley

I want to sit down
and thank you for
keeping my seat warm
but no, the table
is no place to
rest your bones
or to wait for the
shock of love to
radiate your way
Sit on the floor
Indian-wise
and conjure up
your own space,
if it is space which
you must have
Build a stairway to
your heart so as to
climb up and peer
over the walls we've
built between us
Put on the necklace
I love and get out
Your wrecking ball
Remove the bricks
one by one...