Clunk click

This disjointed connection
to my place in the universe
is more fractured today.
I return to my womb, my safety net
where only my key can turn the lock
where the door opens with a familiar sigh
and I step inside and close it behind me,
where the silence is both
peace and oppression,
where loneliness also resides

Open, sigh, relief,
clunk click,

silence.
 
AM 2008