Ode to Fingers

They were made for keyboards

but i didn't know that

not for years;

back in the day

i thought it was for eating

for transferring ink 

from pen to paper

holding tangible things

and to clutch at straws;

then I was convinced

that the mind and heart

had them too

and that's how dreams were caught

and translated;

but now

these keyboard agitators 

they seem destined

to run through hair

they can never touch.