ThrowBackThursday: Spare Me the Distance (2012)

The ways in which her fingers came through the cracks were
as if to pull him back or maybe
to push him further
down, away from her reach.
He tried to bite at them, tear
the nail from its bed.
He couldn't risk her
motives, however innocent they may be,
however she chose to plead.
He wished an electric shock would pulse through,
singeing her skin,
stopping her heart
for a moment, 

maybe, for a couple
seconds so he could get
away from her maniac intentions, her
maniac words that aim to pull him in
or push him down
beyond every single crack that separates their fingers.