Freeze

Freeze

You have seen me
during moments
when I believed
we would always fly
high—into the sky!
Innocent and free

Somewhere, along
I discovered a darker
side of me there was to see
I began to see so many cages
and all I could do
was freeze


Z

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The Mr. Goodbar

The Mr. Goodbar 

In a mixed bag of chocolates 
I saw him and hoped, from afar
he was not ashamed to be
the Mr. Goodbar

In this home, he has probably
always been chosen last
in a game of grabbing
by a sweet-toothed family

I saw him and I realized
I had no idea who was—
never knew his chocolate;
never tasted his peanuts

After careful consideration, 
I decided he was The Best
The man always standing
whilst the others digest


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Lost & Found

Lost & Found

Lately, he’s been making a drink
for himself—he calls
Lost & Found

Where in the world is it?

Where did I put that?
Oh my God!
I have been 
searching
for this for weeks.
I missed you so much!

Sipping on his capricious cocktail—
a strong mix of what is coming and leaving
he vows to stop perspiring over  
the ingredients he can always edit

He is trying to be optimistic—
and to believe all the things
are just 
where they should be


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Gravity

Green Calcite

Gravity

I remember the walls.
We sure knew how
to fill a space.
Before we decided to try
an open floor plan—

Instantaneous weightlessness!

Please grab hold of something.
I need to share what I know now

about me:
I really do miss all the rooms,
the decor, and our friends!
I cannot live without gravity.


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Words

A sales meeting in 1956; Cincinnati

Words

You know what I think:
The words that we say
could very well be shot
back to us one day

Do I think about
tomorrow?
Life’s little invoices do
tend to arrive after
the make-or-break
moments—
have passed us by

I need to try to make
each and every word
I can consciously say
feel good both now
and even after
today


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To not. look. sad.

To not. look. sad.

You are always down
after she leaves
No need to be!
Soon enough, I am sure
you could choose to miss her
once again

She will return—
and then fly away—
again. again. & again.
So, at least, do try your
damnedest, you!
to not. look. sad.


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Quicksand

Quicksand

Ground can be tricky—and
we know we’re in deep trouble
when our feet like to stand in

quicksand

Never did I stop to think the struggle
accelerates and ensures the lethal sink 
I began to see each part of me
disappearing

Took a look around—one last time
Let memories invade

Certain I was the upcoming remains
underground

The darkness had won!
Curtains of clouds put out the sun
Another sucker couldn’t withstand
quicksand


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