Untouchable Poem by Christopher Thor Britt

Fear abides where
Darkness hides the
Impossible and peculiar
Shadows cast o’er
The place where last
The untouchable seemed familiar

Whether friends, or lovers
Or sisters and brothers
All searching for different ends
What is found and
Where we’re bound
On point of view, depends

To count the cost of
What was lost
Remains to me unthinkable
When what’s peculiar
Yet, so familiar
Remains to me, untouchable

Christopher Thor Britt