Needed to be alone to feel
like I’m still me
and then I found you
I’m no longer alone
once again
but still me
in a way that hurts sometimes
feels like a strange kind of free sometimes
don’t know what to do with my time
like a zoo tiger
released into the wild
just sitting there
waiting for dead meat
to be served up in a bowl
afraid of the woods
and jungle tigers.
I’d tell that tiger
to just keep walking
barring teeth at the trees
breathing a new kind of air
hunt and forget the bars,
I should listen to myself
but the coffee’s
gone cold and I
don’t know where
you are.
