REACHING OUT

Dedicated to a painting by John William Waterhouse...

REACHING OUT

From my side of my fence
Reaching out
With a little flame of hope in heart
And in mind a little doubt
Reaching out
From this side of my fence
Reaching out
Betraying the "benefit"
The fence offers
For kindness isn't pure
When offered for a price
Bound, chained and gagged,
In a body no soul ever lived
I want the flower I want to pluck
With one hand on this fence
(Yes now I touch you, I smirk)
Reaching out
From this side of a fence
Reaching out
To flower? To thorns?
Or simply to stumble and fall?
Nonetheless
Reaching out
-Mx