Description: For Day 19 of NaPoWriMo. Yes, I’m behind, but I will follow my obligation and give you two poems today. Here is the first.
Echoing up the stairs
Listening to forbidden words
Lectures endless while I’m helpless
Description: Simply, this was my night. My roommate’s boyfriend is in town (without a car), and his friend was busy so I picked him up. Then I had to (eventually) drive him home. I ended up writing this in an attempt to stay awake while I waited for them to finish visiting. Figures, as soon as it’s done, they’re ready to leave.
Leaning on the edge of madness
that comes from exhaustion
and the prohibition of sleep
Listening to the silence
that comes from lovers staying private
deafening to the mind of the lonely
and impossible to break
though you suffer
because doing so makes you
(not the time, not the rules)
But how can a villain not arise
And then having to drive
The tormentor home?