Distance

Far apart, weaned away

Distance keeps me from wringing my own heart

As it lunges and flails and sulks in a spotlight

As I encase it in steel and bubble wrap

Distance shields for storms are aplenty

Don't jump in the tornado

Don't wish to be swept off your feet

Build the bunker and hide underneath

Let the distance keep you in the dark

Darkness that lets me not see ahead

A blind step, fumble and fall maybe

Yet saved from knowing 'the known'

Distance for the short sighted

A blur of possibilities

Mirages, realities, hallucinations, dreams

A heady mix heaped into one

Don't tell me what's real

Don't show me the truth

Let my denial guide me forth 

Lest the facts fence my path

Distance is practice for the poker face

Keeps the heart away from the tray

Nothing to meddle with a straight face

Nothing to muddle with a straight head

Who said an ivory tower is evil

When it can never let your mind and heart go far astray!

- © Haem Roy

December 2015