Touch, Touch, Feel Poem by Stefanie Fontker

Touch, Touch, Feel



To dream of gauging out fingers
From their unholy sockets
Is the reality of the burdened.

Flinching at the slightest movements,
Slamming eyelids together when
Grazed by the teeth of hounds.

A day is too gloomy when shared
With ones that would touch
Without the slightest bit of feeling.

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