eleven
Aug 31, 2018 · 1 min read

even when it’s raining
you can see
eleven
steps
to reach the ground
you can count
hit the boundless end
and find
eleven more
I’m lost
they believe I’m not
“why?”
I asked
they always say things that I know
so I take eleven more steps
and find another corner
to sit down
now I’m crying
eleven tears
to each wall I built
