GOODWILL WALKING MEDITATION

looking for the

pea green turtleneck 

I go back bashful, bullied

like the terrain took it
from me for a reason

scan for tiny pea green

in the sea glass forest neon 

sage nausea emergency

like my crossing guard vest 

purposeful on its hook

that turtleneck could have 

been everything

undercover forever21

practical treasure now 

downtown store gone empty

great loss or lesson 

frenetic marketplace as rodeo
will I win 

round and round like

laundry sloshing 

repulsion’s flitty daze

glimpses of a creased

pouting gargoyle 

in the crowded mirror 

mother daughter

conference cull

one thing's for sure -

you really know 

your own style

waistbands to hold in
dreams, save breath for
braver moments

how the pea green arms

would look

slow waving against

a future twilight