Poemdog

Dogs 2019

DARK MATTER
(1/26/19)


there's
something
between us

you

me

something
unseen

something
unsaid

we revolve
about
this center
of attraction

neither able
to describe

to define

what draws
us
toward
each other

but our
movements

our eyes

our talking
around
the subject

only proves
the existence
of the gravity
holding us
in proximity

we are
connected

we are
also afraid
to admit
this tenuous
attachment

fearing
that if
we substantiate
the relationship

with touch

with words

that the link
will be broken

like a delicate
necklace
pulled apart
from too much
persistent
pressure

pendants

jewels

pearls

falling

rolling about
upon the floor

some lost
in the recesses

never
to be found