4/26/2023

I count the objects in the room. Shapes, shades, and textures.

I’m surrounded by air and I pull for it.

The frequency fills the room.

But it’s louder.

Stronger

I rock, I tap, I rub.

Her screams explode out of me

I implode in shame

Their voices slide down my spine

I drown the noise

A refill- exchange fear for courage?

Just for the moment

I keep a tally of losses

The stripes cover these walls.

Will I ever stop marking the walls?