Stitched To Your Heels

Stitched To Your Heels

I’ve thought about running away.
Got sick of being dragged along
Or stepped on, or obscured by
Others just like me.
Couldn’t take the pain anymore
Of distortion by thorns
In the hedges
Near where we live.
But there is no escape.

I almost ran away yesterday.
The late hour tried to help me
And I stretched and stretched
Down the road, away from you
But you snatched me back
And yanked me behind again,
To teach me a lesson.

So I sneak at night
Around your room,
Poking holes with no integrity
Into the clothes I hate so much
But fit so well.

I like to loom over you
And snicker silently
While you sleep.
When you wake,
Unsure of what has stirred you,
I lurk within myself and watch.

When I do what you do, I’m mocking you.