WALK
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WALK WITH ME

Walk with me…walk around the world.

Walk with me…memory to memory;

the shared sex, the mutual music –

the drumbeat of your heart against my hand.

Walk with me….walk around the world

Hand in hand through the nightmare

of my narrative, the neat sentences;

the story of why we met. I cannot tell.

Walk with me, on the afternoon we first slept together.

I am not afraid of feeling, but I am afraid of feeling;

unthinkably. I don’t want to drown. My head

is my heart’s life-jacket. I’m drowning. I cannot breathe.

And all I want to do is walk...