At The Margins Of You

A man!
This man

This ignorance of you...
A thumb on your eyes...
I skim them, then I press...
My arrogance
I've had enough...

I follow with eyes
the margins of you
I try to embrace
indistinct landscapes,
that I never knew

but I'm still holding
my eyes on you

oh! Idiocy of space,
surrounding myself
I'm deeply into you,
but I hardly skim
your outlines,

and you

but I'm still holding
my eyes on you

what else could I do?