3 Things by James Babbs

The Night

Began like any other night
He felt the overwhelming silence
And the way it seemed almost palpable
And the terrible sounds of things
Emerging from out of the darkness
And some of them coming from places
He knew his eyes would never reach
And he kept longing for one small gesture
A gesture he never seemed to find
Even when he was younger
And the weight of something growing heavier
Each and every day
And the awareness he felt
Something always there just below the surface
And he knew sooner or later
Something was going to break

The Car

Was parked in the garage
It was just a matter of getting out of bed
And walking down to the kitchen
Grabbing the keys off the table
Before going out to the garage
And he thought about
How easy it would be
Not opening the garage door
But just starting the car
And letting it run
He thought about
How he could just climb into the backseat
And lay his body down
They said it was like falling asleep
He could shut his eyes
And just start drifting
He could just lay there and dream

The Dream

Occurred in the house he lived in as a child
The living room walls were painted blue
Sky blue walls and the ceiling was white
His mother sat on the floor
On the checkerboard carpeting
With her back leaning against the couch
And she kept turning her head in a strange way
Looking from one side of the room to the other
He was standing in the middle of the room
Trying to change channels on the TV
The remote was too large
And felt awkward in his hand
And every time he changed the channel
It didn’t matter
The TV kept showing the same thing

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James Babbs is a writer, a dreamer, a three-time loser and an all-around nice guy who just wants to be left alone. James is the author of Disturbing The Light(2013) & The Weight of Invisible Things(2013) and has hundreds of poems and a few short stories scattered all over the internet.

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