01/30

Because against a wall, 
a spine.
Because in a tilting chair,
bodies.
Because a locked door,
dawn.

The walls of my bedroom at sixteen were
hunter green with 
no overhead light.

And ten years later I am doing just that, 
hunting.

Because back lit shoulders, 
Because a street light though a window,
Because your illuminated future, 
Because right next to a desk lamp,

hunting.