Bridge
Total run time, including credits: 2 minutes.
Text of poem:
sometimes
you think about demons
and other things that start with d
shadows and blurs
of everything
and nothing
fluid as memory
fluid as time
they scare you
because
they come without reason
into your stomach
into your hands
you try to remember a life without them
but there’s no bridge back
to that place in your mind
you wonder if anything ever was real
how you became this you-but-not-you
you know you should know
you know it should matter
but there’s no bridge back
from this place in your mind
you can’t even remember the sun on your face
can’t even remember
the sun