My calls reverberate
Around the empty space
Echoing sharply off of the
Cold, dead slate walls
Bouncing and bouncing and bouncing
With increasing speed
To rebound and cut my exposed arms
I don’t remember entering
This room
And I can’t see any door out
But it’s very dark
Perhaps if I feel along the wall
But I don’t move
I can’t even be bothered to sit
I just remain
Straining to search the darkness
For
Him
I’m looking for my father
Which is ridiculous
He’s not there
No one is there
Nothing lives here
Nothing can
But I’m convinced that
If I just remain and
Look and look and look
And call and call and call
Nothing will happen
It’s almost academic
My job is just to
Stand there
Searching