i am sadness

I was sadness
I could not beat the dust back
I could not keep a friend

Sorrowful sorrowful
Sadness

Even I would

leave you
In the end

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made

my thoughts turn with the wind as i reach around the planet, unseen, kept close to land and water by gravity and pressure. unseen, my spirit i infuse. i am openly in secret, yours, i am openly, in secret; together we face the world with all her feelings. we are touched…

morning hustle

this morning they are hoping for some change standing outside the seven elevens the circle k’s the am pm’s, shifting and huddled and made it through the night. maybe a coffee and a biscuit if you can. a word or a sign or a forlorn face to get a couple quarters. sometimes a hard silence and barefoot says enough. a little kid who cares asks his mommy can we help that one over there? some small gratitude, hot liquid behind paper, warms the hands and face, expressions melt into a blank stare. worries momentarily at bay. eyes open to the day. find your hustle or your doomed.