Duty

bethgrace

This room is darker when I open the curtains, but
please shut the door.
                    I’ve turned on the lights, can you see okay?

 

Turn the volume up, I like it loud.
I can’t quite hear what you’re saying I’m sorry
                    I might be talking to myself now, are you still listening?

 

My bed sheets are in the wash, I think. I don’t remember.
Have I got out of bed today?
                   There’s nowhere for you to sit, are you okay to stand?

 

Please don’t tidy up, the blanket of dust is for comfort
Those fingerprints aren’t mine, I apologise. They left them last time.
                   Is your chest tight? Do you want fresh air?

 

I think it’s raining outside, I can smell it on the pavement
The window is still open
                   Are you crying? Do you want an umbrella?

 

Don’t close the window, I like the cold.
When I shiver it helps me think
                  You’ve put on your coat, are you leaving?

 

The first star is out, I can see it
I’ll name it after you, is that ok?

 

Oh. you’ve tidied up.
I guess you’re leaving then.

  • Author: bethgrace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 9th, 2017 16:25
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Carmine Branco

    A mystery so full of words. It says more than it actually does. Well done.



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