bright fluorescent lights never seemed so dark
resting faces never looked so threatening
I should’ve stayed in bed, slept today away
passing people and watching my moves
left foot, right, thinking about the next
I don’t need a scene, I’ll stay behind the camera
faces and names I know – holiday dinner
they wonder what I’ve been doing
“keeping far away” is not the right answer
I’d cry if I could, but I have to hold back
the silence is too deafening for a reaction
I just want to go home
welcoming arms of cloth bedclothes
like mother’s love on a rainy day
I’ve never been so far away
cement fills the belly and hand clench the throat
my heart wails a deafening drone
I’ll sell my coat, just ride me back home
I’m counting down the hours until my door is locked
and when the hour comes, I won’t hesitate
I’ll turn off the lights and sleep dreamlessly.
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