What a stressful week. I need a roommate. It's silly to rent this two bedroom by myself, as nice as it is to have all this space, I can't even fill it up. I might just get desperate enough to post online or on campus. Blah. I wrote something randomly and created it a bit too literally. It's just how my brain works. Here's the outcome:
Give me some small semblance
Some other way around you
A quick fix
on a dirty street
Just a taste of what I'm used to
bring me back to me
In long dark corridors
I watch your light fade bright
a distressed hand
clutching white noise