you and me and i

poems | 1995

Between you and me and the wall
There's a column of air I could fill with apologies
Lost lyrics
Words of comfort
Sheafs of paper rising upward
When your hands are on my wrists
Are you holding on
Or letting go?

Between you and me and the wall
There's an empty space
The air is cold
The windows are open, the radiator is broken
My breath frosts like smoke
But you don't breathe