I liked having you nearby,

                   just around the corner,

                   always almost there.

                   I was thinking about it,

                   all the what if,

                   & maybe in another world

                   I would be yours

                   & you would be mine 

                   & all the what if 

                   became what is.

                               .Laura Curren.

              Why am I so preoccupied 

              with wasting my time?

              Whether it’s 

              typing on a magical rectangle-

              handheld or lap,

              why do I 

              escape myself?

              through someone else, 

              all the episodes of a show, 

              by staying up late,

              staying tired & out of it, 

              having the sudden urge 

              to put on a playlist 

              & clean every last corner 

              except for what’s going on inside,

              everything looking pretty 

              without admitting 

              it needs to be fixed.

              .Laura Curren.