this place is not mine
this place where my mind
is kept
it pushes me through the walls and windows of other places
where minds are kept
over and over
I do the same thing again
over and over
I do the same thing again
I open doors and run inside
houses that aren’t mine
I break plates
kick holes in walls
and run out again
this neighbourhood is full of holes
face up against bitumen
and a car is heading my way
I see feet against gravel
a crowd watching me
I can hear them chanting
chanting
if I want to be saved
I only have to say
if I want to be okay
I only have to say
‘help me’
nothing ties me to the floor
the sun is hot
I am not stuck
I just need to see
see if maybe
this place is destroyed
this place that isn’t mine
where my mind
is
I can find something else that is
and maybe I can stop
doing the same thing
over and over
over and over
you crouch down next to me
stroke a hair back across my ear and say
that’s not how this works
I shut my eyes
tyres roar
over and over