Cassa

this image does not belong to me. It's taken from: zeonsartgallery.tumblr.com

this image is taken from: zeonsartgallery.tumblr.com

I keep running

as fast as I can

faster and faster

the fastest I can get

persuading myself that there’s a finish line with my name on it

panting

lips dry.

I pace a lot

when I’m alone, it makes no sense I know

though no book or being can be so therapeutic

than stepping on thought after thought

accepting an idea

pacing

tip toes

I sing in the shower

imagining a stage

beyond the melted blue ceramic walls

strange neighbors even think its strange

in their solace space, I’m there

Alto

then bow

I am OCD

not seriously but enough

to have balls of dust to irk me

I sweep and sweep passed the curtains’ feet

no shadow can be seen

cleansing

I hope

Still I sit among bare walls

breathing secretly

saying my name deeply

over and over again

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s