ESCAPE

Escape
  narrow rooms
   white tiled hallways
     echoing stairwells
Elbows press against
    hard surfaces
     devoid of curve or color
 Heart pounds
    Fear, desire
     
Make a dash
Outrun red dog’s bark
Into vacant lot
Untrimmed grasses
Rustle of small creatures
Shoulders begin to soften
Mind spacious

 Legs gather speed
 Lithe body, whereto?
Up’s the way
  to gray boulders
    sunning.
Keep on going.

Air thinning, cooler
Made it to the top of red hill
Skin moist from run
Torso expanded
Barely winded.

No blanket
No gear at all
Treeless campsite.
Guys in white tees,
Sweet eyes, whiff
 of youth. Canteens
in disarray on ground.
No tents.




Stay the night
Lope back down in daylight
No return ever
 to room
 so narrow.

Escaped!

3/24/09   (a dream)    CEL