Vacation

A man relaxing at home.

 

Vacation

Justin Guidroz

 

Colors swirl in and around my head,

spinning in the darkness of a mind

over exhausted and overexerted

throughout the day’s mundane dribbling

and methodical procedures that differ

day to day.

My shoes come off as soon as I cross the threshold

as my mind and my feet are set free.

A flick of the switch and the strike of the match,

the click of the lamp and the flare of the blaze,

the light fills up the room as do my lungs

of chemicals both cancerous and medicinal.

Lounge back into the nostalgic green couch

that moves beneath me, either from weight or sensation,

probably the first, one hit wouldn’t do that.

My mind aches and my head soars

through endless memories and giddy moments

as I drift off into the haze.