After

I’ve been in this box

for a month now.

I’m not hungry and

I’m not tired

but I wish I could

get out and walk around,

see a movie, go to the DQ.

Make sure my friends are sad.

Make sure someone is

feeding the cats.

Fucking dark in here.

 

I wish I’d known that

time disappears when

your heart stops beating.

I wish I’d known.

I would have gone to church

more often.

Prayed my ass off.

Played the guitar more.

Written more poems.

Kissed more girls.

Kept that one.

 

 

Copyright Tim D.

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