
P. G.
Where We Started
You walk into the kitchen,
flipping on the light as you
hobble towards me.
I hate this.
You don't know that, though.
If you did, we wouldn't be here.
We'd still be in the dark
where we started.
Sometimes, I wonder how
I got here--
where I started.
I don't have an answer.
That's okay, for once.
I'm happy just to be here.
- P. G. -
Cover art: Abstract House // Howard Kolsin
