Where I Was
I was arriving home one night
The smell of smoke clinging to my shirt
The laughs at the café humming around my ears
The sky above, a homely grey
I looked up at the sky, something I should do more often
But my gaze kept climbing and straining
Picks in hand, over and over, almost draining
Held back by a concrete behemoth
On all three sides of my limited vision
All I saw was wall
My claustrophobic heart scrambled away from these encroaching giants
I forced my eyes against the dread, they whimpered, I felt the same
Up, and up, rolling up, gravity cringed, still I looked
And all I saw was wall
All kinds of painted wall
Red, orange, brown
Grey
Grey skies
Magnetic flesh, my eyes guzzling in the grayness, like starved infants at their mothers breast
My heart slowed, the hum of the café carried away in the breeze
Echo of laughter
Grey skies
Then and there I happened upon a realization
I was as far away from Earth as I could ever be standing there on that artificial blanket of tar
The funny thing about assumptions you see
Is that they seem so right
The feeling of discovery, some coveted grand mystery
Then that dreadful moment of enlightenment, the proclamation of self doubt
The moment that some unnamed flock of white bird
Charges through my faulty reasoning
Streaking across Grey skies
And just at that very same moment, squinting
Drinking in the white mass of life fleeing my stare
On that dark, humid night
The echo of laughter still in the air, clinging to my shirt, muddled in smoke
Choking my sense of belonging, I knew exactly
Where I was
© Samir Georges
2009
Copyright © Samir Georges | Year Posted 2010
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