Monday, August 24, 2015

Tread

Feet,
tread softer.

Tread on hearts

as you would
across
sterile white floors

with mud-caked caution.

Feet,
tread softer.

Walk through hearts

as you would
through
muted hospital corridors

with clacking heels’ restraint.

Feet,
tread softly

slowly

hesitantly

or even better –
tiptoe.

Tiptoe
until you forget
to clatter through arteries
and veins

until you forget
to leave prints
in heart-chambers

until I forget you

and the world
forgets
me