I start from the night
Sleep walking from the fridge, backwards…
Back in bed, in the blankets
I sleep eight hours back, I’m setting my alarm
Shower before I sleep right?
Looking at the floor, blood stains dissolving, what the fuck happened?
Backwards right? My wound?
I start the shower, walking out it backwards to the mirror
Blood stain, I draw a smiley face in blood on the mirror
Am I a killer? Let’s go steps backwards.
Back to the living room, back to the car driveway.
Back into traffic, back into my driveway.
Back into my bed, back to that text.
Back to the internet, back to the telly
Back to the weather channel, back to my shocked reaction.
Back to the spinning globe in my office
Back to that funny page on facebook, back to that funny meme I forwarded.
I send that funny meme, you didn’t respond.
Turned on the telly, changing channels till the weather channel.
My shocked reaction.
I reschedule my flight.
Forward to my bed, forward to my text.
“Pick up, I’m coming over”
Forward to my driveway, forward through the traffic, your driveway…
Into the living room, I see clothes
You have company?
Forward up the staircase, back down the staircase
Into the wine cellar, I drink as my make up is stained in tears
Forward a couple of shots, forward a couple of glasses.
Forward to my new found confidence.
Into the car, into the boot, into the bag, I pull out a gun…
Back into my bed, I toss and turn.
Chuckle and plan this out in a different way
I see the future backwards….