The Search

I woke one cold and clamoring night
Feeling something fall from my tongue
But what?

I got out of bed and fell to the ground
And looked and crawled and looked.
For what?

I turned on the lights and trashed my room.
I jumped up and down, climbed up the walls,
Hung on the ceiling and swam through the floor.
But I couldn't find what I was looking for.

I bundled myself up in the warmest
Clothes I could find in my broken closet
Then left the house and walked a great distance
As nobody was nearby.

Of course, it's the middle of the night.
Of course, I had forgotten my shoes.

Still, though barefoot I walked until
I saw a cop and asked him for help.
I told him all and he patiently listened.
Finally, he asked for my name.



Poetry by Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2025-12-20 at 17:17

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