Sunday, August 14, 2016

What to ask when you see it

Ask it who you are and who you're supposed to be,
Confess that you're now in a place where you really just don't know
Ask it to heal everything broken in you
To purge all the darkness from you, most of it -
All that prevents, perverts, punishes
Ask it to show you your way
And, if you manage to get your feet under you,
Ask it about her.

Monday, August 8, 2016

my dream proves I am yet alive...


Tomorrow I'm scheduled for an interview
A new job, or the prospect of one
The wrong tree

I'd like to just walk and keep walking
For a good long while
Away and away and away

Without guilt or longing, with
No place to leave or to go or to stay

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

A Month After Turning Fifty

Today marks a full month of absence
You've gathered up the last of her things
She won't like it when you leave them on her porch
You're pretty sure she'll want the fancy pillow back though
You're also pretty sure this is the last time you'll drop anything there

Despite all the practice
It still feels bad
Something very heavy inside your body
Pulling you down