I feel wiser
Shutting the door
Turning the lock
Closing my eyes
Erasing your voice
Something to be said
When I stare at the ceiling
It looks like shag carpet
I think it’s cement
If I could reach it with my feet
I might form
A more informed conclusion
Something to be said
Words running circles in my brain
A shut mind
Locked wish
Closed daylights
Erased conclusions
Isn’t that what they say?
At the end of the day?
Something to be said
Clinging to anxiety
Rather collapse than cry
Pour sugar like snow
Down from the sky
Dusting the ground
Like a slightly silent song
Melodic but elusive
I wish you drew that line
In the hot unpleasant sand
So I would know not to float
Too close
Zero gravity as a curse
Not an answer
Why didn’t you?
Am I trying too hard
To be irreverent?
Maybe send a letter
Let me know
I’ll wait
Just until that sleepy time tea
Shuts the blinds
On tonight