Twenty-Twenty

Normal Sharpness 

And just what does this mean?

I'm not talking about the eye chart 

or the way you look at me.

I'm not talking about seeing near or far.

I talking about your fingernails scratching my back.

Simple loving ways you touch me.

Your arm flung across my body at the stop sign,

and in the mornings 

with your open palm feeling 

the thud and thump of me.

New moment, new day, new year, 

new decade, new century.

What else will prove normal against the sharpness

of being alive, being here ~ now? 

xo