fugax.

she blinked 

the world had shifted

one eye was lost

to the blankness she 

(sometimes)

held within..

she groped with the fingers 

of the corresponding hand

(left

or right

does it ever really matter?

you choose

how

you choose 

to read it...

it makes no nevermind to her,

you know.

she's blinder

than half blind

anyways)

she groped

with fingers stretched out

to examine

the world inside the blankness

and found 

other fingers, 

warm, to coil round

(i can hear you ask:

were they good fingers?

well shaped fingers?

handsome fingers?

not monstery fingers?

fingers of someone 

she could trust, surely.

and i answer to you:

yes. good fingers.

no matter the visage 

they belonged to.

good fingers

because they were there,

just when she needed them most.

warm, and they never let go.

is there anything

on this earth

that could ever matter more?)

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

I used to be in good hands with Allstate, now my insurance company only has one finger... !

The other day at school, I was shaking the hand of one of my students, and she saiid, oh wow you have the most softest hands... I was like, hey keep it down or else everyones going to want to be feeling them lol.

Love the poem, kind of different, but I likey. Yes, you can have the softest hands or strongest fingers, but what good are they, if their only there when you don't need them.

Really cool Jenn, I really enjoy your style... it becomes you.
Antonio :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Inner strength always matters more then outer strength when it come to true survival in this world and when it comes to find one to hold you tight for life.

[Ed Hart]

you got good fingers hon, you got good fingers...that's what matters

[Robin]

that touch told with your unique touch ...

[Crowley]

Please, no monstery fingers!!! This had an ecclectic feel to it but was easy to visualize, not in a physical sense, but in a "pay no attention to that aman behind the curtain" sense. Beautiful and slightly romantic with a high degree of fuzzy warmness...great stuff.

[c.m.]

I cannot tell you how amazing this is. I have an official favorite poem of yours. You have truly outdone yourself with this one. I don't know what else to say. Bravo, jennie.

[Nobody.]

beautiful. it made me smile and tear up at the same time. great piece.
Fugax!