down the hall
doesn’t want to
leave
no wish to be
granted
running to the
shelter of arms
and his aren’t long
enough
to reach around
himself
always hoping
for tomorrow
even if it
never comes
enjoying the
day
and as it turns
to night
with a little
bit of rain
riding the
waves of loneliness
out until the
water calms
with a crash on
the shore
thunder in the
distance
lightning like
a strobe light
making any
action
seem more
deliberate
descending the
stairs
and walks to
his car
he watches the
light go off…
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