Leading You Astray
Remember I told you I have no sense of direction?
Besides, I never said I wanted to leave.
You say we have been walking round in circles for weeks.
I tell you I sometimes get lost on purpose.
I tell you I like it here.
You say I am trying to lead you astray.
You show me the way and expect me to follow.
I nod politely.
You shouldn’t trust people so easily.
Midway across the field, you turn and look back.
Our footprints are gone.
No one is holding your hand.
The field is not a field.
The walls of your room are closing around you.
I was never there
and you will have to find your way out of this
all by yourself.