Posted in Creative Writing

Movement

I’m doing the right thing, aren’t I?
I’m on an escalator heading up
with the rest of them like I should be.

I’ve been a good kid, haven’t I?
Pacing back and forth in the realm
of your expectation, without objection.

I’m going in the right direction, aren’t I?
Even if everything I want
travels opposite to where I’m headed.

Am I doing the right thing?
Moving upward,
moving aimlessly.

 

 

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