In another universe,
I am being ridiculed for things that are not
Under, my control,
I am being victimized,
And tossed form left to right,
By more than two arms.
I am being stepped on by more than two feet.
By more than one body,
I am being pressed from all sides.
Somewhere I am sleeping.
Having nightmares that lurk behind my downturned
Eyelids.
Somewhere I am awake and living out,
Those same warped dreams.

In another universe I still remain
Another persons vassal.
Because I can’t stand to speak out.
My life is playing out.
As a precipice over which I am dangling.
And there is no branch below me,
To grab a hold of.
I am being persecuted.
And chased from block to block.
By more than one person.
I am being pursued by more than one soul.
On the lookout, for me.
By more than one set of steps,
I am, being oppressed.
Somewhere I am resting.
In the hope that when I awaken,
I’ll be in heaven.
Somewhere I have awoken and found it
To all be the same.

In another universe I
Have been pushed into a locker
And forced to eat my lunch in the girls bathroom
Because I am afraid.
I am fighting silently against a mother.
Frightened child,
From which every day is night.
In the hope that somewhere there is a brighter universe
Laid out, for-ward in time.