what i always was

what i always was

 

 

 

i asked a streetwalker for a light

she took me where the hotel one

was a dim reflection

of whom I had become

 

dirty job, dirty pavement

shoes walking nowhere

weighed down by a life

balanced on some tightrope of involvement

 

strangers pass by the window

the outside is now silent

she and i love for a moment

 

i pay her her sustenance fee

i am sated

until i walk out of the room

 

and my shoes decide

the next direction

my worn-down soles

will shuffle to

as i look for someone

who's a match.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/25/23

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

Odd that when I read this first I didn't see the last two lines, but it still made sense, maybe even more sense. Either way, a success.

Winston

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I may consider casting those two lines aside...need to ponder that...thanks for the hint, Winston.read moreI may consider casting those two lines aside...need to ponder that...thanks for the hint, Winston.
j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Last two lines have magically disappeared....thanks for the suggestion...

[W. Barrett Munn]

You are entirely welcome. It was an accidental find but I like how it worked out.

Winston