[If only we could only talk with our hands—just]
If only we could only talk with our hands—just
fingers & palms & those small bones, twenty-seven,
distinct, from tip through wrist, most firmly bound—
I’d apologize less for all the wrong things I say.
The problem, I guess, is mouths. So cavernous, maybe.
So little light there. Another problem: once I walked
with another on an enclosed bridge over a six-lane