Steps To the Metro
decided
to take a look
within
scary bones fighting
trying to escape
dim
sounds of angels flying
just outside my window
to places
that pissed my bones to go
So what
i forgot how to see
i’m trying desperately
So what
heels on blocks of concrete fever
now just sinking into a lotion
of grey lather
click clack click clap
there's my tribe
bowed heads praying yes praying
into cells
containing minds
distracting from
reality or maybe fantasy
or
may be
we’ll never
know
one
ever came back
to say so
So what
that I make my bed every day
So what
no one ever comes
to feel the sheets
of my stretching
So what
that no one knows
at the metro
there was a dusty young girl
trying to pull her pant legs up
over her waist-ed mind
red wild hair
that would scare
red hair wild
glances met
she knew my name
she floated it as we passed
i heard
her see
when I was there
you remember
of course, you do
And what
i heard the clarity
in the attempted muffle
she stared at me
sort of growled
i don’t
remember
choosing this
do
you
how long
is this mess
supposed to last
do you
remember
standing in that
angelic line
wait a minute
So what
i know the place was divine
So what
but I’m surely pissed
So what
was I drunk to accept this
So what..
you
were first
to say yes
Copyright © Gabrielle Jordan | Year Posted 2018
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