to sleep– Perhaps to dream

eavesdropping

Candy wrappers in my pocket,

one left out on the table.

Water glass half empty.

Empty unused plate. You’ll

be unsurprised to hear

that I’m lying on the couch,

eavesdropping on my roommate

and her friends spilling their hearts out.

Everybody’s hearts are broken right now.

Everybody wants to cry their eyes out,

but nobody will.

Everyone wishes they were someone else.

Everyone wishes

they could just be themselves.

They tell Jane he doesn’t respect her,

she should break up with him.

They listen quietly to Jared’s tales

of what might have been.

His girlfriend’s now his ex of two hours

but he says he feels fine.

They’re all pretending they don’t see

the redness edging his eyes.

James makes an offhand comment

mentioning his dad and stepmom.

Parents divorced when he was four

but it still feels kind of wrong.

Jewel saw the doctor just last week

but she won’t say what he said.

For some reason this afternoon

she went and shaved her head, and

everybody’s hearts are broken right now.

Everybody wants to cry their eyes out,

but nobody will.

Everyone wishes they were someone else.

Everyone wishes

they could just be themselves.

I wish that Jewel knew that I’m worried.

I wish Jane knew she could do better.

I wish that James could help me out,

because I’m going through that now.

I wish that Jared had someone

who would acknowledge his tears.

But I just stay quiet on the couch,

writing poetry about how

everybody’s hearts are broken right now.

Everybody wants to cry their eyes out,

but nobody will.

Everyone wishes they were someone else.

Everyone wishes

they could just be themselves.

Everybody’s hearts are broken right now.

Everybody wants to cry their eyes out,

but nobody will.

Everyone wishes they were someone else.

Everyone wishes

they could just be themselves.