Unexpected Perspectives

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By Rowan Finley Published 9 months ago • Updated 9 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Jason Gooljar: https://www.pexels.com/photo/classic-white-door-with-brass-knob-29762858/

I’ve been handled by so many people.

Now, I’m feeling rather dirty.

Pushed.

Pulled.

Without a noteworthy word of doting to recently have received,

I see both sides of things.

Stillness.

Waiting.

I’m longing to be touched.

Clutched by someone.

Even for a second.

Linger longer.

Clasping me stronger.

It feels warm and right.

Gentle brush stroke of affection.

Finally.

Long awaited Clorox wipe.

Remembered my metal frame,

and need to be ridden of germs,

as I am a doorknob.

Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.

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