Poems (Text)

Pariah

“Trust me” to find
the soft, collapsable 
skinbridge between us
press down
with both thumbs
Beyond bruise, no
sinews safe to regain
a buoyancy discarded
And then, damage
most confidently done
came cleaner than most
wept into your eyes
A seeing then, within
the furloughed truths
was it a hateful way to be
even more intimate?