Rooms #6
Retreat …
I ran away
An hour’s drive
To the one-room
Cabin of a friend.
Away from the city,
But I can’t run away
From myself.
Bad habits stay with me
Like the stench of dead fish.
Tomorrow …
I will be someone else.
Someone
Immersed in story
Ignoring the call of technology.
Connecting only with
My own imagination.
My words will
Carry me away
From reality.
Transported …
In time
And place
To a world
Alive only to me.
I will read
And revise
And read
And embellish
Words I don’t remember writing.
All in hope that
Someday
Somewhere, Sometime
Another person
Will join my world.