Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Switch-a-roo

These are not my hands
holding this pen
writing these words.

They look the same
they obey
of course
like all hands should
but these are not mine
to command.

Some other person
has my hands
holding you
caressing you
as I once did
when they were still mine
when you were still mine.

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