Unraveling solitude
Like a gift from an unlikely friend
Surprise, but a familiar and welcome feeling.
I’m making space in my chest beside my heart
Or something like that.
The music is loud
Strands of my hair are strung outside my ponytail
I’m swaying back and fourth on the white diamond carpet
All my lightbulbs are warm and my bedsheets are red
The room is pink,
The air conditioning is on
And life is good.
…You’re only a message away but I don’t—
My door is closed so I feel like the only one.
I unravel solitude and let her come.