Hiding In An Empty Room Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Hiding In An Empty Room



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!

Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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