safe deposit – January 25

1.22.2015

ranks of steel drawers

hold secrets and

stashings

 

car titles, bond clips,

passports and

files

 

maybe some dollars

or euros for

fleeing

 

all behind lockings

and two keys

same name.

 

a picture, a doily,

laced letters,

mementoes

 

the sacraments of lives

past yet loved still,

always.

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frigid – January 24

1.24

frigid. wind like razor blades

on skin. what am I doing out

here. when will I know

to step inside.

 

cold of the world numbs

long before we understand

that braving it out is

a fool’s game.

 

send me home before I

forget why I came. take

me back inside.

please.

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The Last Policeman – January 23

1.23.2015

the end of the world

is when you do

what you have

always

done

 

if you are doing

what you

believe

in.

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the game – January 22

1.22.2015

half-way through

I realized that it

wasn’t about me

 

that the outcome

had nothing to do

 

with whether I

cheered or didn’t,

anguished or

didn’t.

 

grown men played

a game that I

cared about

 

but it was their game

and I am just a

watcher.

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she knows – January 21

1.21.2015

sitting with the cat

she knows.

 

the vet is

next.

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ML King parade, Boston 1965 – January 20

[1.20]

I walked beside the

closed car

to put my body between

 

threats and life for the

one inside.

 

a symbol, a voice a

presence, that spoke

of dreams.

 

and I was young

so I walked beside

the car to keep bullets

away.

 

which worked

for awhile.

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paper thin – January 19

1.19.2015

paper skin, paper

thoughts, paper

feelings.

 

thin.

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