Amy Michelle Mosier
Hiding In An Empty Room - Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier
Hiding in an empty room
To have a minute with myself -
I sat on a plush chair
And sank about as low as I felt.
Heaving, I lied, saying
In my head - All is well.
Ticklish electricity then
Stirred the surrounding air.
Slowly, I felt the sensation
As of a fly entangled in my hair
Except two little tugs followed.
I turned - alas - nobody there!
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