drift on

©2022 Michael Raven

shouldered
age-worn backpack
mental baggage
trickling out
corner seam holes
dust & devils
:: let them fall

i'll mend the hole, later
when the memory lint
finally drops out

waking to a
drifter within
who can see
all the world
without taking
a tattered step
beyond
the room
in which he
sits

i'm going to trade
my name
for something more
sleepwalking
sleeptalking
&
drift on