Unweave, Logan Compau and Christopher Nuryadi

1
This chair makes my world feel small
this carpet is a forgotten dance floor
I check the air for a past worth revisiting
but the door opens to more hallways

2
My room
usually it’s clean
then once in a while I cannot see the floor
through the pile of old stuff it’s hard to get to the door

3
So the door becomes wanting
and shirts wrap themselves around my ankles
and venture with me across the shag
there are more steps to take than I remember

4
I took a step toward the door
and contemplated what I should do next
But I was not ready to walk through, no
I wanted to remain in that familiar place for sure

5
I was ready to be sewn into the, piles and closets
I remember then, old clothes make nights feel longer
still standing against the cotton currents
I reach again

6
I took one step then another but then took ten steps back
which I abhorred, slowly moving forward, I took a couple more
Walking toward the future, I approached slowly and
with sweaty palms, today I opened the door 

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