Leak

a poem. tw for dv.

When you sang happy birthday with bright eyes, rimmed red

When every car ride was a battleground, every destination became recovery

The performance of well-adjusted a form of respite.

When you could toe the line but the line was drawn out from beneath you,

Wrapped around you,

Strangled you,

Held you in place.

When even your happiness became suspicious, an omen

The feeling of what was to come always looming.

When your tears pooled and fell freely

Slowly rolled down your cheeks

When they became uncertain of their own provocateur,

When their signals were never answered,

So they touched your face

Clasped you like a cupped hand.

When you returned

Over

& Over

& Over

Like a fool to his folly

Like a dog to its own vomit

Did it leak?

Did it drip out of you?

Did you set a cup beneath it, trying to catch the droplets

Looking for the puncture, scanning for the opening

Unable to pour yourself back in.

Did you ever find it?

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful poem. Enjoyed reading 👍