Oct
21
wake
the box is pale blue
smooth
and inside
a plastic looking man
who i swear i’ve never met
the room is filled with strangers
all who seem to remember
the day i was born
or who tell me
“you’ve got your father’s eyes”
the lights are too bright
and my head is pounding
across the room
my mother is nodding
maybe she understands something i don’t
and that’s all i can see
through the water in my eyes
circa 2003
