What’s funny is what we leave behind

The things that we take for granted

Little things, silly things

Things which aren’t things at all but

Essential to feeling whole, complete

The feel of another’s touch

The pat of an arm, graze of a hand

Contact to remind us that we are human

Feeling creatures

Without it,

Who will remind us of the distance?

How will we know when to look back

Reach out and connect

With each other, to each other?

We are all just strings

Tethering ourselves

From past to future to present