vulturechow:

How is it that people exist
so far apart,
that we stand a hand away
yet look upon each other
as ghosts,
as dust we love
yet cannot see or reach.
We looked at the stars come out,
in bunches, in leaps and swirls,
and I could say nothing,
could move no nearer,
no farther away.

Bob Hicok, from “AIDS”, The Legend of Light (University of Wisconsin Press, 1995)