December 22, 2016 by Alfonso Acosta

106 – Drawers

He used to hate
Always being lost
Into the background.

Until he embraced
His life
As a chameleon.

Blending in
Became the art
Of hiding
In plain sight.

Hangovers and walks of shame,
Are not a problem
When nobody remembers
Who you are
Or even
If you were there.

In a world
Obsessed with names,
Labels and walls,
He found a special kind
Of freedom.

No one can pin you down
Or classify you
When you can jump at will
Amongst their carefully tagged
Drawers.