Poem // Sensation and Perception (2013)

i. sensation

the bird inside

my ribcage

sings,

his wings beating

out a life-rhythm,

first soft, but growing

ever louder

with each

brush of your

fingertips

upon my hand,

my skin.

ii. perception

you are

the candle,

the feathering flame

that i look to

when the

ephemeral pools

of stardust

have dried up

among the skies

above,

when my tired eyes

no longer

want to see.

By M. Wobrak

Originally published in AEONS Literary Magazine, Norwin High School (2013)