Wednesday, November 12, 2014

My Sanctuary


So much beauty here tonight,
 propped up against the wall between sets, daydreaming.
 No one needs me to explain anything,
 I don't have to apologize for long waits,
 I don't have to think about cancer,
 and I don't have to rush.
 I have no credentials or titles here,
 not even, "Mommy" 
I can tune the world out in my ears
 with Jay Z on repeat for as long as I want
 and I don't have to answer to anyone.
 The faint clanking around me
 is hypnotizing white noise
 and everyone seems to be going in slow motion
 off in the distance.
 I am lost in my own world,
 my sanctuary,
 my gym.