Wednesday, November 17, 2010

on being a hermit

sedated
reflecting
out-of-focus

someone screams in the hallway
I remember
there are humans here

a book falls limply from my hand
the door swings wide
people are laying on the floor
laughing at their hands

a video is playing somewhere
seemingly on a loop
but they laugh every time

I curl up like a snake
in the corner of my room
pretending I'm inside a book
running through the ink.

4 comments:

  1. It's almost like reading my own poetry from last year...but it's more eloquent and focused...

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