hide & seek

Hide –
Under the table, beneath the stairs, catch me if you can. Glue guns, melted molasses, masquerades. Silence, waiting to be broken - like the droning of a smile waiting to form, life waiting to breathe, love waiting to be found. Head-on collision of anticipation and the unexpected. Motion sickness of the heart, let’s rest here for a while. Let you in? Keep you out. If it was in my power, if it was in my control, your cup would be overflowing. I would give you all and more, I would be yours to keep. Your name embossed on my heart, inside out and upside down. But we are weighed down by stones, wrapped in sheet metal, floating in ice water. Perhaps one day, the gap may be bridged – that these chains will be one by one unlatched, unraveled, unclamped. We would at last be undeniable. Forgive me for this halfhearted heart of mine.

Seek –
In the closet, behind the door, adrenaline of the chase. Blinding lights, mirrors, tired eyes. Fists pounding on the door, demanding entrance, demanding existence. Still the deafening sound of silence – a road leading to who knows where, but crossroads for sure. Make space, scoot over; there’s plenty room and more for two. Breathe in, breathe out. Take me, will you? On purpose, please. Not by chance, not a hint of reluctance in your resolve. Yet your voice falters, cracks, stutters and stumbles over syllables. Hesitation demoralizes; it robs me of my courage and cheats me of my sacrifice. But if worst comes to worst, come back when you can, because I’ll be waiting on the other side of this brick red door, hand clutched on the golden knob. What cannot be changed can either be accepted or waited upon. The wait is mine, the fight is ours, and all the while, my heart is yours; wholehearted.