Everything is so familiar. And so strange.

I am here, I am not here. I am, and I am not at all.

Then your hand passes through me.

And I think, what a wonderful reminder.

And ask, how have you conjured these bones?

And night replies, perfume.

Recently Banned Literature, February 5, 2018

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Categories: Recently Banned Literature

Tags: Bones, Chance Meetings, Hands, Night, Perfume, Poems, Poetry