Highly sensitive

I don’t know

I can’t know

but I can feel

I don’t know

what I feel

but I feel it

It’s a poetic kind of

hypersensitivity

It’s an excess of empathy

connection

love or heartbreak

I feel it all

I feel every bump

every crack

every prickle

I feel all the sore throats

and backpain

and high fevers of

the world

I feel an old man crying

for the first time

in forever

I feel hearts opening

and wounds forming

and old sorrows healing

I’m here

I’m alive

I feel it