"Because we all have words at our disposal, a dictionary full of them. But it takes a poet to spin them into gold"- Anonymous
Monday, October 9, 2017
Neighbors
My right door neighbor is afraid of dark
It pulls him in like a black hole
My left door neighbor is a free soul
And he laughs at the world like the future never existed
I sit in my chair Waiting
for the clock to pass 12
As darkness creeps into the shadows
My right door neighbor never heard me cry
He heard my laughter Trailing
through the despairs I do not want to recall
My left door neighbor never saw me leave my house
“You cry a lot” he said
I sit in the chair waiting for it
to be midnight Crying
in my chair, waiting for the laughter
to kick in
Like the drug I wanted to try I am
addicted
My future reckons me
As my neighbors leave for their work next morning
My left door neighbor never saw me anyway
My right door neighbor never heard me anyway
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