Step, jump, hop
Walk backwards
And maybe call
Unless it's too late
Then crawl

That's the combo
Don't speak at all
If you know the tune

Turn, step, dip
Bring her back
And around again

She can't be ready yet
It's the pesky bit

Ask her to stay
Belittle her day
And walk away

Slide, turn, bow
Smile for the crowd
Bring it on home

When it's said and done
All closed doors creak
Darker than you believe

They're always here
Beneath the floor
Detached and fatigued

How are you today?
Tell me about yourself?
Why do you scream?

Because I plead
For an answer
A little comfort

To be seen

I see it
I smell it
It always stays
The way you walk away

It's finite
It's strong
I know it well

If you stay
You have to say
The words

Either way
I will play
A role

My name is Anne
It happens too much
I get sad and confused
I don't want to make a fuss
I've been hit and bruised
I've been touched
I have been used
For another's rut
It's ok to be sad
It can feel like too much
People have hurt me
I am enough

It's probably somewhere
Under couches and stairs

Hiding issues

Splitting hairs


That kinda thing
Look at me
I'm hurting


It's not there.

I miss you

You can't see this

Inside jokes
Restaurants
Laughing
High fives

It's hard to walk away
I love some memories

Questions
Distrust
Anger
Bruises

You can't see this

And that's ok