They Think It’s All Over
From that darkest place inside
I look out
As
They peer in
Trying to see
Where to place the blame
They think it's all over
I've been shrinking
For so long
No one noticed
How little is left of me
I give in
To that dark place
Which has been calling me
As long
As I can remember
Some do say
You start dying
The day you are born
I wonder
If anyone will see this
When I am gone
And care
That it wasn't all over
Until this moment
I didn't think it was all over
Until this moment
But
It is now.
To this baby, it’s all over
today at CVS
a baby waved
it's fat little arms at me
laughed
threw her mask on the ground
and said
ALL DONE
her mom tried to
get it back on
but with no success
when I left
the fat baby waved at me
BYE BYE
and I hope someday
we can all wave that way
this virus was just growing pains
Dreams of Desire
I am sinking. Down, down, down… into this same land of cruel beauty, that-even now-betrays my reality. A reality that I’m only able to escape from in my dreams. Or, atleast, one would hope. Truth is, even my subconscious mind is aware-precariously alert- to the fact that these beautiful koleisiacope of colors, this lush forestry and abundant peace- is a figment of my imagination.
when I awaken, as one does, I am haunted not by nightmares, but of that lovely land, so far away, so out of reach. How, in the waking world, I yearn to touch it. Taste it. Sense it. Feel it.