rich runaway

Warm silk, king tempurpedic mattress

I sat up and swung my feet to the floor

Grabbing shoes, grabbing my phone, finding keys

Quietly, quickly, in the dark I find the back door

Shutting it silently, saying goodbye to a rich life.

Red Mini convertible, blaring music, sunrise

I drove alone, screaming lyrics that came from within

Crying relief, crying happiness, feeling like me

Hourly, shortly, I’d stop for a smoke

I kept driving, saying goodbye to a rich life.

Exit signs, bridges, cities, states

I wouldn’t stop, driving until I saw stars

Finding a park, finding a spot, parking the car

Contently, peacefully, I leaned back my chair

I locked the doors, closed the soft top, saying goodbye to a rich life.

Blue sky, white clouds, fresh air

I cranked the car, and pressed the button until the apple appeared

Ignoring texts, ignoring calls, searching “McDonald’s”

Hungrily, happily, I eat hash browns and drink coffee

I paid with cash, earned and saved, saying goodbye to a rich life.

Two weeks, six months, one year

I’m always moving, and I don’t know where

Feeling lost, feeling found, wandering around

Necessarily, rarely, I work here and there

I love to live, now that I’ve said goodbye to a rich life.