Sense and Sensitivity

If you touch me today I will hurt by the thought
of you coming any closer.
Nerves exposed to air and I'm still walking.
Sense and sensitivity - Are you gone?
Have you ever existed?

Even my Austen couldn't find you
The wet cloudy heart is bleeding.
Man is no better than beast;
Hiding and biting a weak,
close by, neighbouur
just to keep the heart pumping-
pride.

You are what you are by how
you choose to move.
If you move -at all.
Today nothing is real.

Fat version of progress,
Illusion. don't you see?
You thought you could hold on to the book
but now you miss one hand.

A hand that could be used to open your dark
tired , telling eyes.
void.
eyes that hurt my light-
Got to pack and run.
Run and pack.

Don't you dare smile,
Dare and smile,
That's all you do:
Do ask "does it pass?"
Pass! I laugh madly and run.

Run! Hide and seek.
Sick of hiding?
Find your way out of the hole.
Whole you are not.

Not participating,
Anticipating a great,
wonderful, real smiles.
Smiles that Mean
what they feel.

A feel that you lost
long ago.
Before I saw you first.
First I saw you,
Now I know.

Run and pack.