Hide and Seek
Stop your hiding.
He stands in the hall,
“I never counted or wanted you to disappear.”
As I timidly peek around the corner,
I see truth in his eyes.
Will I ever stop my reflex disappearing act,
that only stops when I am alone
in the dusty recesses of a closet
or with my hair touching the bottom of a bed
watching for approaching feet,
listening to my own breath.
i hope so…
but if it will not break… this reflex trick that robs me and those i love…
i hope to have the strength to choose intimacy
despite the shadows beckoning.
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