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That Side of Paradise

My ragged claws clutch the cigarette
As I scuttle through the silent streets.

Outside, the evening sleeps so peacefully.
I light the flame, burn, then inhale
The smoke swims through my throat to my lungs.
I could lie down here and dissipate
If not for the dull thump
Of the party inside. But that’s no great matter.

I have escaped. The streets beckon me
With joy. I could walk all the way home.
I could shock myself by running fullspeed,
Get hit by a car, die, then get back up
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”
Then purse my lips and disappear.

It would be worth it after all.

With each step ahead of the other,
And the party fading in the distance,
I feel like a prince, no, more like a king,
And this is no insistence.

I feel young… I feel young…
I taste the city air on my tongue.

It tastes sweet.

Shall I twist my hair to spikes? Do I dare to cartwheel?
I shall unbutton the top of my shirt or even untuck it, I feel
Reckless as if now life begins for real.

Suddenly, my phone rings.

My hands shake as I take it out
Of my pockets then place it near
My ear. I know. I know, dear.
I’m sorry for leaving. I’ll be there.
I just needed a– Yes, I’ll be back.
I’m walking back right now.

Poetry by Sameen