Protagonist Poem by Justin Tallman

Protagonist



I have no problem with that
dark space
in the corner
cracked paint
and dust crusting
conquering
the unoccupied space

It is there with me
cooking imagined marshmallows
telling the horror stories
of how we got here
in one piece

Traveling across wooden floors
fighting brooms and dust pans
escaping the mop
to find our little secret oasis
secreting the joy of making it out
alive
through our dry skin

Giving up the smoothest sailing
for a story
some how makes sense
to a man
walking away from the edge
of what's expected

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