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They live in my mind only.
But I’ve never spoken of this before. I never tell people that I let my mind do this
Because I know it’s strange.
It’s strange that I hear these characters
Conversing inside my head.
It’s strange that I have these characters
Thinking inside my head.
There is nothing singular about the way I think.
But here is my contradiction.
Don’t think you’re ahead of me on this.
Don’t stitch the words onto my tongue
Don’t think I’m going to say,
“I’m never alone.
I’m never alone as long as they keep talking,
Keep living.”
Because that’s not quite right.
They do not keep me company. There is nothing singular about the way I think
But nowhere have I called it uniform.
My mind leaks thoughts and ideas and plots
Out of my ears and from underneath my fingernails.
I have tried to contain it.
I have tried to slow its pool.
But I cannot overrule my constant need
To zone in
Instead of zoning out.
SHORE SIDE
Cheyenne Griffin
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