I have felt your eyes on me before,
But this time their stare is as long and unfocused
As a bat’s in the sunlight.
Your eyes skitter and flash
Like minnows in a bathtub,
Caught between my fat thumbs.

I’ve lived out a of a suitcase for weeks,
I’ve changed my number,
Moved homes.
But still you find me,
Your eyes outlining my shape
As you peer through blinds,
Round streetlamps,
Into the crates of the moon.

You could find me anywhere.

As a child I got lost in a cave
And I couldn’t understand why my cries didn’t echo.
Now I know it’s because you were there, waiting in the potholes
Swallowing every scream,
Spitting them out again
As silence.