The Roof Over The Room

-Free Verse-

i typically hang my head back over the arm of the couch, and let my arms stretch back too.

i look at the popcorn ceiling with my mouth slightly open, or my upper teeth barely sticking onto my lower lip.

My eyes are normally tired as i do this, my blinking becomes slower

i look like i might be on a hallucinogenic drug, and i smile in the slightest way

it doesn't touch my faded eyes.

my nostrils flare

the candle light flickers and dances down the sides of my crude face

my eyebrows scrunch

my eyes roll, and expand  

my hair trembles on my eyelid

i stretch my palms, my fingers out

i pick at my skin

my leg will slightly twitch

I'll curl my toes

and slightly dab my lip with my tongue

as my chest softly rises and falls, my ribs will burn

 

And i see something.

I realize i can see, forever.

right there, I'll whisper towards it, the noise breaking past my mouth

I think i can reach out, and press my finger tips on it

my prints embedded into the liquid surface of it

 

but i clear my throat and it sprinkles down my chest and, i know

it's nothing but the roof over the room

Author's Note

Ignore the stuff that isn't capitalized, yeah, it's just a style of writing that I used for this one website and I decided to keep it like this.

Reviews

[KurKota]

The detailed description of so simple of an action. Exquisite !