do you feel this too?
the congestion that holds breath captive
the rapid pulse marking time
that is not ours to occupy
once, I dreamed we went to the theater,
you sat behind me in the dark
so close I could feel us breathe;
when you stood up to leave,
your hand touched my shoulder and it was…….delirium
do you feel this too?
a fever of the skin and flush on cheeks
the persistent ache of want
no prescription will resolve,
no dream will assuage
WORDS: ©2014, Jen Payne
IMAGE: Gustav Klimt, University of Vienna Ceiling Paintings (Medicine)
