some people move through your life

Some people move through your life

unnoticed

then surprisingly appear 

in a fierce dream

reminding you

of that time

a husband

who saved you long ago 

discarded 

leaving unknowable ache 

people have moved in and out

passionately

lovingly

distinctly themselves 

holding your gaze

lovingly

holding your hand

tenderly

as they say goodbye

some people lodge themselves

in hurtful angles

your body can't pass them through

like my son

posterior 

just couldn't get out

except by the knife

he now moves in and out of my life

the scar 

above my pubis 

a bodily reminder 

some people are beautiful stories

complete

with beginning middle and

unfolding 

to express 

their soft tender belly

i love those people

vulnerable to me 

to this world

now shut down 

locking us away

from each other 

to be safe

fuck safety

I howl

I want to be next to you

touch your sweet face

so many people can't move through my life 

I am in a waiting room

not knowing 

when I will be let out or in

or by whom