Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Hold On To Nothing

Forget what you know
for a moment.
Forget that two plus two
equals four
and that sex between a man and a woman
is “normal”.
Forget your mother’s guilt and your father’s deafness
and the way the t.v.
sucks them in like a tsunami.
and then spits their motionless bodies
on the shore with Swanson’s t.v. dinners beside them.
Forget that time is ticking
and you are fighting a losing battle.
Forget the night cream,
and the vitamins,
and the coffee,
and the treadmill,
and the hormones,
and the laugh lines,
and the whispers of girls.
Forget that you have lived half your life
and don’t have a clue
about either half.
Forget
the fighting,
and the screaming,
and the crying,
and the birthdays.
Forget it all
and just
fall down
into the down
of your bed
and feel
what it feels like
to hold on
to
nothing.