My Room, Fitzroy

It's almost like
falling asleep at a lively house party
except the people whose voices
you think you might be dreaming
won't look in on you in the night
(or cover you up when you kick the blankets off)

It's almost like
falling asleep on a park bench
except there's a posturepedic mattress
and blankets for warmth
while your heart is as heard
as wooden slats
and your fear
mimics the chill of the wind

It's almost like
falling asleep on the couch
except the TV is hers
and you can't ask her
to turn it down

It's almost like
falling asleep in your very own home
until you realise
you're
alone.