Awoke to a bulldozer
from three hours of static daydreams
felt the earth shake
as the monsters packed up to leave
from beneath my bed
rent overdue as usual
god, how I love a good night’s rest
the local bar
just isn’t the right scene
so I waited for midnight
to grab coffee and walk to the cemetery
I’m in that space
again
the architect tampers in sadism
unconfined geometry
shifts these walls
like an underrated
experimental film
that no one even watches
the voices echo over the screen
until that moment you look up
and decide
you could spend forever like this
fucked up and confused
but not alone
I wish I were alone
for an afternoon
that doesn’t
involve standing naked in the rain
and does
own the phrases I can never say out loud
because there’s wasted hours
wasted days
chasing off an aftermath
that will never come to be
convinced those extra seconds
at the front door
will one day
make everything okay
but there are worse ways to be
Posted by rebellionthroughthelookingglass 
