POEM A DAY 2020

The accidental life

Strobe lights on the off beats
Collision of tender knees
We were all leaving
At the same time
Our goodbye was the breath
We didn’t take
The exhale as we
turned our backs
I tie your shoe laces
On the stairs
I’m never closer
I tie my hair up
With my hair
My bowl is empty
The night
The night again

ALIVENESS LIST

This Sadness II

I don't want to flee the sadness
I want to run from everything
that isn't isn't consumed by it
I want to escape the routine
That isn't crying ugly
That is emailing blueprints
That is adding superwoman songs
To playlists that get us through
I don't want to get through
I want to disappear to a place
Where I can carry this sadness
In my boots for miles like a pebble
I want to leave thread in the blister
So the sadness seeps out all day long
I want to talk about nothing else
But my sticking soaking wet socks
I'm not trying to bury the sorrow
I want to wear it like a cape that
Flutters around my ankles, trips me,
Keeps me warm during lonely nights
Which are most nights now
No, I don't flee in these dreams
I sink up to my neck chin nose

Food Around The Plate

What we know of each other
in half-life,
Bloody circles and pale,
glacial sickness of other things.

Across the table from someone
more audible,
their brilliance and shame,
angelic cracks in their stories.

Mopping up droplets
of sauce, bread as the sponge,
that clears the path, for food
A to B on the plate.