An Old Memory

Shifting restlessly in my bed

Before giving up

And sneaking downstairs

 

I glance at the oven clock

As I make my way

To the living room,

It is 11:27

 

My mother is in front

Of me, wearing

Her pajamas

Talking to my dad

About how late it is for my brother

 

I slink onto the couch

Next to my dog

I mention that he

Looks very regal

 

I see the fluorescent light

Reflecting off of his

Chocolate eyes

I pet his head

And run my hand

Through his fur

 

I lean backwards

With my feet on the

Back cushion, crossed

I tilt my head towards the ground

And it come in contact

With a backpack

Full of books

 

I play with my hair

Looking at the dyed strands

Thinking about light

And wave frequencies

 

My dog sighs and gets off

The couch

I curl myself

Up into an egg.

A minute later I get off

And go back to my room

 

I roll around

In a half dreaming state

For the longest time

Before I go downstairs

 

The oven now reads 2:46am

No one is awake

I grab a blanket from

An armchair

And walk outside

 

I lay it on the deck

It's cold, but I'm not

Looking up at the stars

Humming tunes

To myself

 

I close my eyes

And let the outdoors

Overwhelm my senses

The smell of dew and summer

Cars honking in the distance

And cricket chirping in my ears

 

I hold up my wrist

And open my eyes

On it is a frayed friendship bracelet

So worn there’s barely any color

 

I wish for something

Insignificant

And let my arm drop

Back to the ground

 

I take a deep breath

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

 

I am silent

 

And I fall asleep