When I need it most, I recite
with joy and confidence.
When you speak, I hear healing.
Like an alarm clock going off—
triggering scenes embedded into my brain so,
I naturally say aloud, with assurance and spirit.
Not wondering if you can recall what I refer to
because I say these lines for myself,
immersed into a bubble where only I exist.
A dance between reality and escape.
A song between sentiment and chatter.
And the reaction received—
perplexed, deep stares, fazed faces.
Your mouth open and eyebrows tense,
prompting me to repeat what I just said.
But I just stare back and smile.