Homecoming

Homecoming

I’m sorry dear,

but lately I can’t
fight
this insatiable need
to use
my hands

for

   something

to

  do

    something

anything at all, really

like reach into

the back
of my mind
&
remember what
it was like
to
hold you
before we became
strangers

before we became

two people
chasing
shadows
of what
our lives used
to  be
like

before.

before.
before.