Contact Poem by Indigo Hawkins

Shrink, kindness. The energy changes.
I'm sweating. I never sweat. Meek lovers
avert eyes, turn heads into shoulders.

Embarrassing, her lack of terror—
my admiration of the concrete ledge.
Civility without compassion? Anger
acts, demands delusion: a strutting threat.

Target my hand. Take it, please. Take the shame,
take it into yourself—who is she to me?
Fury charged with perfidy, reprimand loss.
Windows, a bridge. He has taken over...
diffuse, confused, afraid of rape.

Without escape, he has taken over. What?
Taken what? —Your hand. Unresponsive.

Sitting on the urge to flee. Hurry, approach...