absence

air
weighs heavy on my upturned palm,
fingers entreating
hand full of negative space
where you are not


bubbled surfaces
distil through fingertips
absorb experience
rough on smooth, smooth on rough

fingerblind, I inhale the touch
of driftwood, stone,
slabs of paint,
leaves, water,
bark, brick

skinhungry, bereft
body flat against the ground,
along my length the earth’s caress