Not Yet


Because I’m not ready

You’re not ready

It hurts

The way frustration hurts

The way sadness informs

Subterranean and dark



Did you feel good when you woke up

that you spoke up

that you vented

That you told me why

The why matters



My fingertips still trace paths

And my heart still remembers rhythm



I feel it and I felt it

hanging onto it

but just barely


the way water runs off a peach



-RTB