Understand it's only doubt
The kind that is coupled with the
Familiarity
Of woundings past
That spurs my wall-building
Fear, the bricks I carry
To the space between us two
Cementing them in place
To fill what seems like hollowness
In spite of myself
I keep trying to throw over the hammer
So you can break thru
But you seem to be unaware
And it somehow continues to find its way
Back onto my side
Unused but far from useless
So in between brick-laying
I throw the hammer again
Waiting for you to notice