My Insidious State of Mind
Laurie Archer
I’m in a mansion
One room for every thought that
Makes my head ache
I climb the staircase and boards
crack underneath me
falling away so I cannot descend
I’m stuck in this permanent
stage of change.
The windows are dirty
But there’s sunlight outside
I try to open them up but
I can’t find the key
It’s at the bottom of the staircase
And so I continue to climb
until I’m out on the roof and
trees with no leaves
creak underneath me
I think they were alive once
But all I can see is grey branches
stuck in a state of remembrance.