An elephant named Lonely thumped in my heart
and turned it to
opened my eyes to the darkness around and
wherever I hid, IT found me.
I found IT in reflections, the rain, faces on the bus,
toilet paper at 4am.
I believed IT was me,
but IT was a tumour of dankness,
an infested ache, that disappeared for an hour
or two at chat clubs.
I took IT daily to chat clubs
and guess what?
IT decided not to hang around with me
IT left me alone
Was I gloomy
or was I in peace?