Curtains leak, Poetry by Kelly Rice

Genre: dark, depression, mental health, life,

Curtains leak
by Kelly Rice

Light austere

The television
Lay on mute

The voices
Don’t disappear

Down the hallway lay multiple rooms
With things in them I forgot to use

If I keep the light off in the entry room
It will keep from people coming in

And I can’t keep cutting into things
And letting on that I’m not scared

Sometimes I lay under the sheets
For hours
Night into day
Into night again

Listening to someone outside
Maybe on the ceiling

Speaking softly though
Until I’m bulletproof
In a bony labyrinth

Restitute my inner demons
To newer higher beings

I’m shifting kneading squealing
My back is on fire

Stop berating

I’m straining to think because
All you say to me is

“You know
It smells like
Cigarettes in here”

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