SAU Buzz


by Haley Hoffman
Posted on Nov 30, 2017

The street is dark

I’m sliding

into myself I’m winding

The corridors

are creeping up on me

I know you’re close behind

I can feel

your smiling mouth

curling into a crescent

binding to the minutes

No visions

ahead of me

Fastening my seatbelt

as I wait to collide with a stranger

Maybe you

Maybe you

but not him

Anyone but him