Good intentions

A take on the transition out of adolescence and into adulthood.

A bell sounds

far away in a white ceremony

as I ride the train into the city like blood to the brain

The man with the red briefcase is 9 minutes behind schedule

a baby cries.

She’s waiting at home for me

Off with the coat, the shoes

Dinner cooks in the pan her mother gave us

I flip through channels and ride white noise,

 subtly drifting to sleep

I dream of women on the train

I dream of hiking green cliffs in Europe,

and smiling, with a new face

I awake

and the pictures on the mantle laugh

And I laugh with them.

I stare into the mirror after shaving,

Silently, before she’s awake

I squeeze my eyes closed tightly,

Until a white vibrant image remains

I feel like screaming a bloodcurdling cry

But the neighbors would awake

A watch ticks on my wrist

And I imagine a thousand little gears

 Inside

Humbly revolving

Their impeccable timing

A bell sounds

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

Well captured ... the envisions of your adulthood. Kinda interesting that how even the life enters the adultery in a blink... & you can't deny it. Nice imagery.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

This is a transgression upon insanity....

The emotional boiling of thoughts are captured well.
Nicely done!