down mount vernon avenue

is dangerous at night

there’s no polluting light

and no end in sight

just me with my thoughts

lonely,

roaming streets 

at midnight

...

/*

one day this life will take me 

tell me this was all an illusion 

a simulation 

that real starts

when i come back 

into the space 

i occupied longest 

the unknown 

the nothing 

the state i was in 

before living

*/

...

down mount vernon avenue

is dangerous at night

there’s no polluting light

no telling where my trail started or ends

and yet somehow i feel ok

comfortable

and familiar

as if i were with a friend

i made

at the edge of my memory