Red Raiding

With two arms you’ve reached out

Sanctimonious and in fugue

I’m hesitant to grasp them

A polite smack

You’ve a voice that slivers in and out

Of the ear I’ve hardened in fear

I’m met with a stalemate

I want to raid the stillness

The static between the arm and sound

But who am I to censure

What caused this peculiar embrace

Please forgive a feigned attempt

To charge this static picture

I’m learning it’s edges

While you stand front and center

Understandably blind to the drying

Of silk and red paint

#poetry