I felt (it)

Your fingers felt other footprints
an echo of a former path
in the next room

Your lips were knotted
into a silent decision
(already) a long time ago

Your heart was gnawed by a mistake
expired date
a clog in the bloodstream

Your mind insisted and yearned
to get under a fabled golden apple tree
unable to see foward

Your feet indicated that they walked for me
the steps pointed otherwise
inwards


24/4/2018