I can detect a new feeling
from shoulders to fingertips.
My handwriting returns.
Or is it an old feeling?
Ironing, folding, combing hair —
habits flaunt themselves
in the face of recent history.
What can I do with myself?
Skiing, karaoke, roller blading…
I’m ready for anything.
I want to rush out and tell everyone,
I’m back and mean business.
I want to put my arm around her,
to ask her where she has been
and what she has seen.
