Stairs
How often
do I have to say
r
o
l
l
i
n
g
d
o
w
n
the perilous journey
my heels
digging in
quick
the sun
rising
against the clouds
I look back
and pour myself
into the darkness
Crawl
Why haven't
I heard
from you
you
in your tight
streaming world
I sit
in the universe
of my room
stars tilt
and twirl
in my own personal
galaxy
with wheels
the wood
creaks
and I move
towards the green
of your eyes
Seen
Begging
against
the cold moon
pressing the pillow
against my face
the sweet smell
of lavender
how do
I walk
towards
the rushing waves
Blood
Red tulips
wrapped
in white paper
I sleep
in shifts now
waiting for them
to come by my window
at night
drowning
in their calls
trying to leave
but I am afraid
Click
Tip it over
pour it out
sift it around
drop it down
collect it back up
hold it close
throw it away
cook it up
morning
noon
night
repeat
Ticket
When is the train coming?
Landing on the steam
holding her
small hand
her fingers
digging into mine
please take me away
excited heart beats
gun metal in the frame
she smiles
and I turn away
Cut
A blue light outside
plastic wrapped psychology
How do you forget?
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