dressed down

ear pressed against your ribs
miscalculating the air in your lungs
calmly producing beta waves
our voices coarse, vocal folds numb

running our fingers
across international datelines
unnervingly consoling
not taking what is not mine

the utmost respect
displayed in my actions
the lowered gate
displayed in my imperfections

taking you on this journey
of mutual incoherence
bringing you to this epiphany
something of remembrance.