When space is silence…

Words, sounds, and space…


I’ve my sword

You’re on sight
I’ve my sword
No need to escape
not this time

I’m ready
In a bold skeptical way, I am
Ready to unwind the fear
I feel when you get too close
too friendly, too you

I’m fine
–got a high control threshold today
You won’t pass my guard
not today

Though you are close

I turn around
I might run

That slight touch of your arms
saturate my feelings

I stop

You say hi
I smile by my ninth attempt
to run away

Then I say hi
–I often do

_____Adriana Citlali

Written for the Sunday Wordle.

Wordle 104