One Meter Apart

We stood, facing each other,
one meter apart. With our silence,
our proximity is awkward.

Our only messages are
secretly playing in our thoughts.
Penetrating our shame from each other.

We are frozen, stuck on our feet,
as our eyes are talking, hardly
figuring out what we really want to say.

 

2020

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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