Friday, May 16, 2008

the unspoken

In the dreamtime

we were in the same room
together,

but it must have been parallel universes
intersecting for a brief moment

because we were speaking
at the same time, in different languages

and though our voices overlapped,
each was barely audible to the other.

I could see you there clearly, but
I knew that if I reached over to touch you

my hand would pass
right through.

It must have been a mistake,
a cruel accident in the layering

of worlds that placed us
so dangerously near and yet

so very far.


Rachel Westfall
May 16, 2008

3 comments:

Kyddryn said...

Oh...lovely...

RachelW said...

Thanks, Kyddryn... I find this kind of dissociation a bit frightening.

Kyddryn said...

I can relate...

Shade and Sweetwater,
K