["I miss you, Megs." I wanted to kidnap her from that place. There were so many times I wished I could rescue Megan.]
Virginia and Curtains
Summer
but a coldness swirls inside of me
like water going down a drain.
Each figure in my life pulls a curtain
and exits
onto another platform
to far for me to reach.
My hands are bound in strings, cutting
and burning
as I fight to reach
my friends.
Alone
with hundreds of people pushing by me
anxious to get to there and make sales
but I want to hide in a broom closet
and pretend the curtains don't exist
and I will find myself with my friends
when I open my eyes again.
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