ISLAND.

JANUARY 11, 2015

on the floor.

he is an island.

on the floor in the center of the room.

he is an island and a shadow.

on the floor in the center of the room is where the most light is.

he is an island and the subject and a shadow.

he sprawls out on the floor in the center of the room because that’s where the most light is.

he is an island and the subject and a shadow as the light shines down upon him and this ocean.

he sprawls out on the floor in the center of the room because that’s where the most light is. because that’s where he can feel.

he is an island and the subject and a shadow as the light shines down upon him and this ocean, this ocean of carpet and sadness he can’t seem to put a name to.

sometimes on nights like this he sprawls out on the floor in the center of the room because that’s where the most light is. because that’s where he can feel that he’s alone.

he is an island and the subject and a shadow as the light shines down upon him and this ocean, this ocean of carpet and sadness he can’t seem to put a name to though he tries.

sometimes on nights like this he sprawls out on the floor in the center of the room because that’s where the most light is. because that’s where he can feel that he’s alone. alone enough to feel that he won’t break.

he is an island and the subject and a shadow as the light shines down upon him and this ocean, this ocean of carpet and sadness he can’t seem to put a name to though he tries. the sadness will surround him like the light and cast its shadow.

it’s not every day, but sometimes on nights like this he sprawls out on the floor in the center of the room because that’s where the most light is. because that’s where he can feel that he’s alone. alone enough to feel that he won’t break any other thing that’s near him when he’s not here all alone just where the light is in the center of the room on nights like this.

he is an island and the subject and a shadow as the light shines down upon him and this ocean, this ocean of carpet and sadness he can’t seem to put a name to though he tries. to put a name to this the sadness will surround him like the light and cast its shadow as his roots sink deep into it like an island lost at sea.