Wednesday 22 April 2015

The Dragon in the Elevator, Pt. 4

I am not well, I tell the dragon.
Still.

Yes.  I know.

My head hurts 
It feels strange 
I don’t know what normal is anymore but
I want to remember
I want to remember what it
felt like to hold my head in place
to not feel as if it was either going to
fly off
or pull me down to the
bottom of the ocean and
hold me there
an anchor I cannot escape
I am not allowed those memories anymore
I am not allowed any memories at all

Maybe if you asked.

I don’t want to ask

Then what do you expect?

I don’t know
Nothing
And that is the problem.

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