Wishes

Crawling from under a rock
Of condemnation
Of fear
(Self-loathing)
Too soon
(Lets's not go there)
Finding that
As I awaken and emerge
The earth
Did not stop moving on its axis
No one noticed
All the while I wore their clothes
Brushed my teeth
There was no check list
Citation
No black list
No notice of deportation
Barely noticed.
(Stop)
Peering out from under
(No)
Pushing through
(Shhh)
No!
I stretch on tip toe
Arms reaching
Outstretched
Yes!
(Shhh)
Some senses return
Breathe
Inflate
Levitate
Maybe I'm a monster
But it feels like
Wishes.