NaPoWriMo, Apr. 2

Sooo, this doesn't technically count as a poem (at least I don't think so?), but my goal was really just to get writing every day, so IT COUNTS.

Anyway. The prompt I was going off of was "grey space." The structure was a drabble. "Drabble" structure means 100 words, no more no less. [Not including title].

Working title for now is just the prompt, though ideally I'll think of something later.


.grey space

If a tree falls but no one hears,

I find myself in the space between, just after eyelashes meet and before you rub the sleep dust away.

does it make a sound?

I find myself gone. I am nowhere but in this grey space, and I beg you to reappear. You open your eyes and see me, and I am reborn.

Where do we go

I find myself lost in your mind – safe yet longing for solid ground.

when we are not seen?

I would rather be next to you. I don't want to go.

So please: don't blink.