An early birthday present.

10/01/24

Dear Captain,

Have you opened the card yet?

Have you slipped your fingers inside and under -
feeling the resistance
and the excitement
in the same moment?

I wish I was there to steady your hand,
as you always steadied mine,
whilst making fun
of my shaking -
always taking pictures that are both
blurred beyond acceptable standards,
and yet tell the truth so completely.

You say that my tremors
are a memory for others…
a shadow of a ghost that will never leave,
but is this how YOU think of me..?

Some kind of remnant.
Some kind of disease.
 
Trust.

Belief.

Shaking together.

Fueled by caffeine.