Tiles on the Floor

Written by: Frank Guglietta

Surrounded by
candles and 
sober thoughts
               Wine seeps to my soul
Envisioning my future
Am I different 
or same?
Born to consume
and obey

or to react 
and thrive.

Should I follow voices..
               Voices constituting my life
abiding to shadows

Do I prosper
or align?
Align in place
               As the tiles on
the floor
I stay my place
In cement 
and ground

While voices 
walk on our 
weak surface