I am sorry if I made you cry

It was never my intent to hurt you

Though in my mind I guess I knew

It would shatter you to pieces

But my selfish heart didn't care

Until it was too late

And apologies won't fix this

That I know

But I am going to say it anyway

Because aside from that

There is nothing left to say

Except goodbye

I guess

One must assume that

Life is never ending

That love is round

And the Sun is pleasing

One can't deny that roundness

Is everywhere and yet is absent

From those who break its circles

Full of promises and continuity

We are all trapped in Samsara

An ancient Gehenna of wedding rings

Of golden coins, of transparent teardrops,

and of dancers twirling in ancient theaters

What is it then that we are so unaware

Of these lapses that keep us captive

In harmonious mayhem

and chaotic meditation

What is it then that we don't keep in touch

With the place where all endings meet

Where is the red thread that connects us all

And is untearable

If Samsara is where you are standing

If Samsara is trapped in my closet

Or maybe in the cold guavas I tend to eat

Eating them riskily because there is no way to know

If you're going to eat the bitter or the sweeter one

There is no way to tell

There is no way to assure

That poets' love

That lovers' promises

Are going to end

For Samsara is that way to Nirvana

For it is some kind of Gehenna

Of saddened lovers, angered bankers

And lonely poets with a pen.

DA 2015

I'm an observer

I look and look and look

At their faces

Into their eyes

Perhaps into their soul

Sometimes it makes people uncomfortable but I can't help it

There's no way to stop my gazing eyes

We dance through life

Spinning in and out of doors

Wearing masks

That smile when we are sad

Look calm when we are angry

Or collected when we are frightened

To blend in with what is demanded

And at the end of the day

When we are home in our beds

We take off the mask

Take a deep breath

And let it all out

Before doing it all over again

Cinnamony apple cider,

The smell of fallen rain,

Cold crisp air,

And warm cookies.

Honeysuckles,

Mint herbal tea,

Previously worn clothes.

The smell of the sea.