© Andrea Artfusion 
© Dirk Engelage

Hither and thither 
I feel pulled 
by hands I cannot see 
but feel all over me

And even when I try 
(mostly in vain,  alas) 
to fold my arms 
around myself 
in an attempt 
for some protection 
...

I feel them grab 
and feel them pull 
where to and why 
and even who 
I've no idea ...

The only thought: 
I'm pulled apart 
I'm torn apart

and fear 
to fall to pieces