resist

night lights resist
faulty
and on rainy nights when
ghosts walk
they turn off
you need a reason to leave
your thoughts
you need to buy a magic rug
that you know must exist somewhere
to take you to anywhere but where you're at
you spent your money for food on books
and went to bed with garden dirt on your face
the window is stuck, you're stuck
feels like the whole damn world is stuck
no use to admit it out loud
silence might mean it isn't real
you felt too deep, cried too much
your money jar is empty
your mailbox is mad
the message you want will never arrive
it was downed like a paper airplane in a hailstorm
you can fly, you just don't want to
you're waiting and if you wait too long
you'll become someone weaker
and you're done being that
you wrote prose and skipped your prayers
they wouldn't miss you
you'll remember today but not the way
things happened
but the way you wanted it to be