Humanity
we’re only human
well, some of us anyway
the rest who can say?
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under the covers
alone with
my mistakes
we’re only human
well, some of us anyway
the rest who can say?
–
under the covers
alone with
my mistakes
an old wire pushcart-
she sits alone on her bench
surrounded by birds
–
under the bridge-
her shopping cart
full of treasures
mid september moon
shines behind indigo clouds
circled in silver
–
blushing-
the harvest moon
kissed by the sun
walking the highway-
seems I lost myself while I
was looking for you
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sandstorm-
the mirage
an oasis
an open textbook-
daydreams try to tease me through
an open window
–
blank paper-
hammers pounding
from the wall clock
in an old wheelchair
a young girl waits deep inside
the shell of herself
–
first light-
a sliver of dawn
beneath the door
an empty basket-
warm sunlight on this week’s wash
snapping on the line
–
old bones-
family secrets
in the closet
barely keeping still-
my fingers brushing across
your wet ruby lips
–
waves lap the shore-
your hair drying in
the tropical sun
early autumn leaves-
I should have asked you to dance
the first time we met
–
sidewalk bistro-
I glanced at my phone
and you were gone
days slowly passing-
the pain of every heartbeat
keeping me alive
–
raucous crows-
the carcass bears
silent witness