6

It Takes a Small Hand Much

   


Could it be that if I kiss the earth, you can feel it?

Though, I know those feet would never touch the ground

You’re hurt to ask if I can reach more than skin

And I admit,

Only what touches these hands can fill them



If I could claim flesh while it’s worn

I’d steal your arms, legs and horse

Then would amputate the voice

If I could



What shape would you be when you fall back to earth?

With a stake through your hands

And your waist by your nose

Will you still help me to applaud?