“rain in autumn — a triology” by Anya Baldus
stoplight
i wish i could flick my light to E
a car on a midnight street
alive are solitude lampposts
their flicker mocking me
fingers move fast when the rest of me can't
i’m beating a million times per minute
I flick my light to E
and I stop
to forgive, isn’t to forget
if i took out my heart
laid it on the ground
would you take a step for me
warm sand with cloudy skies
and friends turned strangers
full voicemail for the third time
impossible to know, easy to guess
the doors for you open again
and i forgot to fill your space
so step right in the heart on the ground
and take your place again
enough
how do i know i’m enough
i can hear it in the mouths of my friends
comforting words in a language
my ears can’t understand
i can hear it in the letters on papers
but how do i know i read it right
if letters on paper mean nothing to me
is it enough to be wanted to be needed to be loved
would i be enough if i said i couldn’t be enough anymore