Distant Hearts


We lay in the same bed,
just meters apart.
With no physical contact nor verbal interaction.

It’s so strange to be in the same space,
Without communication.
Lips sealed shut,
As if tightly glued.

No routers to route our emotions,
There’s so much static along our reception.

A distant pulse,
That’s fading fast.
There seems to be something wrong with our hearts.

All systems check
something is still failing.
Can’t get around all this buzz,
Something is amiss in this cloud of fuss.

Oh wait I seem to be procrastinating,
For I am sitting here waiting.
for the inevitable.
We’re falling apart,
For a distant hearts is what it was.

~ Xavier Frazer ©