It is daylight
but they’re here
whispering platitudes
in my ear
Their spindly fingers
touching my hair
My spine tingles
hard to bear
I quicken steps
my heart to ease
but they hang tight
I feel the squeeze
Please be gone
please leave me now
go quench your thirsts
on another’s brow
No
Wait
be calm
Have some compassion
these touches they steal
are
their daily ration
“Ellecee”






