city nights (poem)

city lights peer in through half open blinds

long shadows of light on the floor. 

across the street the building is a crisscross of stories.

of loneliness and togetherness, 

of crying and laughing. 

someone is watching fight club on the fifth floor.

the air conditioner hums; i hug the bed, against the window

breathing in the cool air, barely tinted with cherry blossoms

it sinks into my skin and bones as i sink deeper into blanket folds 

now we’re all alone, but we’re all alone together.