this appear

as you pull my sleeve you can feel my heart beat.
there is no greater vulnerability.
and so of course, there is no greater weapon.

maybe i said the wrong thing.

maybe i said the right thing.

maybe i said the wrong thing or the right thing.
at the wrong time.
maybe this
and
maybe that.
but no longer we may be.
can we?

at any rate, get back to me.
let me know.

call me.
ring me.
type me.
text me.
show
up.

if only to teach me how to choose my words
with the same refrigerated precision
as you have chosen your silence.