Soft tug on my sleeve
I know you
Dressed up in bows made of
scotch tape and tissue
I wish you could see
the garden reach
through paved ground
Where are you now?
Palpitation
Only witness
In a house built of glue
and popsicle sticks
You told me never to tell
I wish I could wish you well
Where are you now?
I’m terrified
for our eyes to meet
But if I see you
I won’t cross
to the other side
anymore, anymore
I want to stand
right where I am now
Where I am now