To Keats

I too, worry about nothing and about everything at the exact same time
I too, dream with both eyes open and am frightened by what I see
I too, will cast my ship away knowing full well that it won’t return
We’re not so different, you and I
I too, lie awake
looking up at plastic stars
and whitewash walls
hearing through every car that has ever passed
looking squint-eyed at every sun that has ever risen
and staring indifferent at every morning that wakes up and dies.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: