Brick by brick by brick
you’ve built this wall between us.
Eight-feet high and six feet deep
and while our voices carry
I cannot see you or touch you or feel you.
I place my left cheek on the stony surface,
press my ears against the wall,
and I can hear the soft pulsing beat of your heart
but it’s the sensation of smooth moss
that comes to focus.
Yes, you are rock hard
but you are stone.
You built this wall between us.
I will not break it down.
I press my lips against it,
close my eyes, and say goodbye
in my mind.
And I walk away
with the shadow of the obstacles
between us following me
as I go.