When I want to forget and sink
I shatter at a stranger’s feet
Push myself through the doorway,
toss my memories on the concrete
Strangers mesh together until I smile,
let go and die a little inside
I lean back into unfamiliarity
when there’s a stranger by my side
I’m not calling you a liar or
leaving graffiti on this doorstep
But I’m not worried with a stranger
even if we wandered and overslept
You spilled seven letters and a bloodstain
on the carpet beneath my feet
but if I sit here with a stranger
days are minutes and don’t repeat
When I want to forget another day
I shatter in a stranger’s arms
I was done but now I find myself
falling for yet another charm
Ode to a stranger
Written in all honesty and mystery too. Love your writing here tallsquirrelgirl's.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57