Where Are You?

Nostalgia does not even cover it 

Dads is playing 

I see a broken bumper 

An inflatable bed 

A candle that never dies 

And a Bukowski book 

If my mind could ever switch to a place of silence

I choose the waters of Cozumel 

I choose the bus stops on College Avenue waiting for you to exit Miller 

I choose the silence of my attic room looking at photos on the wall 

All have been packaged away 

On my stairs of my house 

And I keep moving on, 

but its so nice and quiet to look back again. 

Reviews

[willweb]

That was really nice. I could relate to many of these lines. This brough back memories to me as well from the bus stops to the stairs lined with belongings. Very well written Alexandra.