My violent
heart shakes the way these walls shake. If it’s time to move on, why does it
feel like my life’s unraveling? Why do I pull at the threads of everything I
know and love, only to watch them slip away before me? This heat is unbearable,
but the rain is even more so. The woman in front of me sighs and fans herself
with her program. We’re all here now and we can’t leave. Truthfully, we could
never really leave. Behind closed eyelids are a million more universes, like
and unlike this one. There is nowhere where it is just quiet and dark, and that
might be the problem. I cough into my hands as the line in front of me
continues to move.
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