if i knew where
i was going next,
i wouldn't be taking so many
naps,
or reading all these books,
trying to divine my future
in pillowcases
and stitched book bindings,
lost in the small decisions
of each day,
only a little bit numb.

i am the inevitable wanderer,
the girl who always says
goodbye,
but never knows
how to leave.

-anon