Glass (Crank 2)

I have a job.

Almost have an income.

It is almost time

for an outstanding

eighteenth birthday.

I have earned my wings,

can’t wait for my

test flight to freedom.

My head buzzes,

my body rushes,

electric, anxious.

I want a taste

of flight, a taste

of adulthood, another

small taste of ice

before afternoon dwindles.

The last thing on my

mind is Hunter, waiting

for his mommy.

I don’t want to think

about Mom and Scott,

planning birthday

and baptism parties.

I don’t want to think

about Leigh, who will

arrive soon and want

to spend time with me.

I don’t want to think

that the monster

might have so soon