New Poem - "At Arms Length"

At Arms Length

Me-
Put at arms length
You-
Pull away at length
With the day
I’m-
Becoming involved,
Nostalgia though unaware
We’re now in that space,
Once reserved for-
Kept for and used by memory.
Moments ago, caught up,
Physical interaction-
Visceral,
Real,
Now printed – wistful longing,
Arms outstretched towards
The ideal past,
A dying image,
A waking dream.

Running hands over pictures
Running water-
Running hands through hair-
Stoic, stagnant, fearful,
You-
Spreading lives,
Asunder torn our still frame memories,
Our wordless exchanges,
I and you and me and them,
Versus,
Against,
Now position is…
Perspective is irrelevant
You’re given a name,
And a place and instructions,
How do these things happen?
Transgressions of selfhood,
Postures of politicking,
You’re well liked,
It’s all about being well liked,
And in one final heroic,
No, paradoxical act,
You will aim at redemption
And fall on short sidedness.