Small Rooms

i hang out in small rooms

 with large people

surrounded by enormous things  

                things to remember

          things to forget

secrets tucked in between books and stuffed under pillows

whispers that echo on and on

and screams that stop abruptly

i lounge there in lamplight

                sunbathing in cigarette smoke and dust

kept warm by blankets of sweat and wine

the room gets smaller

                the people grow larger

enormity upon enormity

creating a tower like structure of life

                a density

          impenetrable

carried on by the wave of time

i do not falter

                i do not shake

i breathe

                And hang out in small rooms