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Tuesday, June 01, 2021


Running away... 

That's what my days are
Blocking you, blocking me,
I no longer want to see
My days, my routines,
The mind-numbing steps that fill each moment
Wash, rinse, repeat
Wake up, exist, do and do more, until... 
Until a moment I steal
A moment in which I grab my phone,
Click frantically on that little blue icon
And watch words fill my screen
And I dive in, maybe I'll read just a page, or even just a line,
But for that page, for that line, 
I'll be away
I'll be escaping
I won't be here, listening to the same sounds,
Hearing the same requests, 
Feeling the same needs, your needs that smother my life
I'll be in someone else's life,
In another story 
Where others are happy or unhappy
But where they will one day be happy
Because someone gave them that gift
I'll be away, with Malec and Charlie and Simon
Free... until time pierces my splendid isolation once more