i walk
brain dragging
behind me
(a suitcase)
this is what i have
this is what i know
this is what i am
did i leave my oven on?
will my apartment
(along with my neighbors)
be spent cinders
when i return?
a line of yellow tape
a shyly raised hand
this is all i have
this is all i know
this is all i am
(forgetful)
(stupid)
(out of room)
(out of time)
(out of spite)
(out of rhyme)
poor
dependent
rummaging through my suitcase
on the sidewalk
for my key
(if it’s yours
you have to prove it)
this really is all my
(fault)
(problem)
loss
pushing past my
belongings
looking beneath my
self
i find the only thing
i ever really had
in a place where it can never be turned to ashes
i am all i have
i am all i know
i am all i am
seeing it safe
slightly scuffed but still intact
(contrary to cruel conveyancing)
i wrap my heart in a dying thought
building a fortress of drying observation
around a charred husk
of burnt-out hope
applying it firmly
between clenched teeth
(edging out gravity with pressure)
behind zipped lips
still, i walk
brain dragging
behind me
(a suitcase)
Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 2:05 PM UTC
i walk
brain dragging
behind me
(a suitcase)
this is what i have
this is what i know
this is what i am
did i leave my oven on?
will my apartment
(along with my neighbors)
be spent cinders
when i return?
a line of yellow tape
a shyly raised hand
this is all i have
this is all i know
this is all i am
(forgetful)
(stupid)
(out of room)
(out of time)
(out of spite)
(out of rhyme)
poor
dependent
rummaging through my suitcase
on the sidewalk
for my key
(if it’s yours
you have to prove it)
this really is all my
(fault)
(problem)
loss
pushing past my
belongings
looking beneath my
self
i find the only thing
i ever really had
in a place where it can never be turned to ashes
i am all i have
i am all i know
i am all i am
seeing it safe
slightly scuffed but still intact
(contrary to cruel conveyancing)
i wrap my heart in a dying thought
building a fortress of drying observation
around a charred husk
of burnt-out hope
applying it firmly
between clenched teeth
(edging out gravity with pressure)
behind zipped lips
still, i walk
brain dragging
behind me
(a suitcase)
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