I don't want the lights to go out
by ter4yri
· 25/01/2026
Published 25/01/2026 09:22
I don't want the lights to go out,
I just want the theater to be empty.
On the bus, I watch the back of a head,
a stranger’s hair messy from a nap,
and I think about being the air in the tire.
Not the rubber, not the road,
just the pressure that keeps it round.
I pull my grey hoodie tight,
tugging the strings until my jaw is gone,
until I’m just a shape in a seat
that nobody has to greet.