“Okay”
Issue 5, Volume 108
By Anonymous
“Are you okay?”
“Are you guys okay?”
“How are you guys feeling?”
Words like screams into the oblivion,
Desperate grabs for air.
From far away I am watching you call to me
From far away I am calling to you
At a standstill
At a standstill
These words fall
Like a thin sheet of snow
They melt as they touch skin
The heat of colliding realities
“Thank God you’re okay.”
At least I am.