Riding Escalators

by Angela Thomas

Everyone keeps reminding me, as if I had forgotten
somehow, You know, you're leaving soon. Thank you
I had almost forgotten, Captain Obvious. Everytime
I hug him, kiss him, make love to him, talk to him I remember

that soon, I won't have those little luxaries anymore.
It's like there's a ribbon glued around my finger and everytime
that I move my hand, it hurts. I'm always holding something
and right now, it's his hand. I feel like I'm riding

an escalator just writing this poem. My heart is racing
and my palms are sweating. I keep imagining all the horrible
and terrible things that could go wrong. Then I remember
that escalators are neccessary in modern society, you can't

really go shopping without them. I remember that I need
you, even if it's only for the next six weeks. I remember.


Posted on 06/29/2005
Copyright © 2023 Angela Thomas

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christina Butcher on 07/04/05 at 06:42 PM

you made my heart ache. i love this poem. the escalators were a nice touch and they bring up good imagery.

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