Hold this birds bones in remarkable hands

I found my eyes caught

like a fishing hook in cheek

or wing

on hands resembling your hands

I sat across from a Jewish gentleman

his face so soft

while his ears stood alert

horizontal

peaked crimson from the cold

I watched his hands for far too long

he even had an estranged thumb

A boy across the carriage had green hair

and he smiled at me

a wintery grin

with chapped lips and flushed cheeks

I figured he must have run for the train

I flashed a halfhearted smile in return

before swinging my eyes back to those hands

where they settled

buried in memories

and I realised that I must have spent

hours cradling yours

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