Broke The Window Of My Chest

It Did Me

So much time has gone now
wondering if finding a strand of
my hair would make you smile
or if hearing a song from those days
would bring tears - I don't think so.

The Company You Keep

The snow didn't stick long

but there was a coating in the morning

yesterday and when I walked outside at 

sunrise there was that smell, snow

on evergreen boughs, nostalgia, still 

gray days are coming and the wind, ice,

punishing cold are right behind them
working together to make me something
of a lonely pilgrim with ordinary
hardships and bits of memory

for company

First Flakes

Improving my worldview with
a little exercise, watching the first few
snow flakes fall, seems like I'm always facing
them, year after year, with bald tires and I'm
not now thinking about the scattered legions of
likely brutalized half-wits with easy access to
assault rifles in the proud tradition of this nation
see, we're getting even better at forgetting what
just happened and getting on to the next horror show
go getters, long runners, long gunners,
so many goners.

Cinnamon Roll Danish

November feeling
Grey skies and bare branches
Breakfast today with the youngest
Employed again, now paying bills
He tells me he thinks his dog
Likes me