Future Prospects

The following is an poem I submitted at Purdue University for ENGL 205 Introduction to Creative Writing

I imagine myself in a
a quiet country home, a wooden hut surrounded by trees,
there’s a pond nearby where multitude of fish scurry about
under the cool embrace of the water.
I see a myriad of chubby little rabbits hopping and
Skipping about their brief lives.

I imagine myself in an
overpriced apartment in NYC, a concrete cube surrounded by more of the same.
I walk the same route every day, a monotony I have come enjoy
I pop into my favorite café where they already have my order prepped,
an Americano, as black as if light were too scared to come near it.

I imagine myself on a
rickety ship, a seafarer of wood and nails circled by an uncaring ocean,
thunder and rain battering down on the sails, as I clamber up to the crow’s nest
in a desperate attempt to find land and salvation,
to not join the corpses sleeping on the ocean’s bed.

I imagine myself in a
dark room, my face lit up with naught but
a computer monitor and accompanied by rhythmic keyboard clicks.
A silhouette hunched over; a blanket draped around their shoulders,
picturing what could have been different.