Brand New City

I should move

across the country

just to learn what it means

to be alone

because I can’t take this

constant struggle

between being home

and being happy

and I’m not quite sure

I remember

what it feels like

without this weight

buried deep inside my chest

molting

There are days

I’d rather sit in silence

than talk about our problems

than talk about our days

I go silent

I’ve always been

floating in and out of people

in and out of obscurity

of consciousness

It’s like I’m molting

the way I completely change

when I drift in and out of

people

obscurity

consciousness

but I’m not so sure anyone else notices

because they’re busy wondering

where I am

because I disappear

for months at a time

only to come back to say

hey

how’ve you been

it’s been a while

and repeat.