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Our deadline

 

Humans shine brightest under pressure.

It’s not until we have a deadline

That we pick up our feet

It’s not until we get cancer

That we start to live

Maybe

When the world is on the brink of dying

When the atmosphere is choking us

When the plants wither

When disease blooms

When we are all facing starvation

Then we will rediscover world peace

True stewardship

And the meaning of community.

We will see our clear place in the world

Through dying eyes.

Perspective will heal our greed

For one last generation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

The boy with one eye

 

I met a boy who’d been in a car accident

Part of his face was missing

He had one good eye.

This eye was pure warm brown

Startling perfection

Set in a warped visage.

He worked with animals.

He remembered me when I came into the shop.

A sweet kid.

Knocked around by life

His damage exposed to any cruel scrutiny.

But if he didn’t have those scars

I never would have remembered

That perfect, bottomless shade of chestnut

All his clear bright youth

Welling from within.

Whereas others diffuse their energy

Softly illuminating their many beauties

His beauty was focused, a point of hard light

Shining against a grim backdrop of battered sadness

In stunning contrast.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

We Affect Each Other

 

We affect each other

push and pull on each other’s emotions

if we drown we drag people down with us

if we fly others draft in our wake.

 

vent your frustrations into somebody’s ear

watch their smile disappear

or

laugh until they can’t help laughing too

love until they are loving you

 

It gets bigger.

Sometimes you are part of something beyond yourself

sometimes you are angry for no reason

and the people on the street match your mood

sometimes you overhear conversations

or see a trend on social media

which inexplicably echo your private feelings.

 

Is it the moon?

Herd instinct?

Illusion?

 

When I didn’t have feelings

I watched it happen

distantly curious.

Now that I’ve found my heart

I am swayed with the populace

flowing where they flow.

Ardently curious

and still no answer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

To make a friend

 

How exactly do you

make

a friend?

Out of the thin air

Out of the faceless crowds

You pick someone

Then come

Delicate first efforts

Some texts, some calls, some online discourse

Soon you can get a little closer

No sudden movements

Don’t scare them off

Feed them frequently

Small gifts

Eventually they trust you enough

To let you into their house

Hug them whenever you want

Get drunk together

Go for nothing drives

Drop by uninvited.

You don’t make a friend.

You tame one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

Fixing people

 

I wish we could fix people.

I wish wishes could fix people

And support

And kindness

And presents

And hugs.

I wish we could say the perfect thing.

I wish we could help

Really help.

 

But often the best we can do

Is stand by their sides

Support

Be kind

Give presents

Hug

Try to say the right things

Help

 

And watch them

Fall apart

Anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

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