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"In Case Nobody Hears"
by Jeph Johnson
Many years ago
before the washing of the storm
I would cheer the snow's attempt
at banishing the warmth.
Likewise myself I huddled frigid
conquering the heat,
besides health's declivity,
I've no reason for cold feet.
So in I jump,
head first,
at last
to rectify this doubt.
Cold feet ensuing
all that's left of
what I was about.
Now my bashful disregard
for innocence is gone.
Somehow I rehash
unremarkabely my lexicon
and whisper words
into the air
meant only for her ears;
two fists shaking
to beware
in case nobody hears.
