Sunday, December 21, 2014

evidence 2


footsteps above my ceiling
radio across the hall
voices from another apartment
grade schoolers with a basketball
evidence of human life
I'm wishing I could be like them
I know I've got the right to enter
but I won't let myself in

buses pick up strangers
I drive a car alone
I don't know my neighbors
there's nobody at home
evidence of human life
statistics in a science book
I know there's a place for me
but I'm afraid to look

I'll be safe
I'll be well
in this self-made
prison cell
there is nothing 
that anyone can tell me


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