28 february

but if you say what you feel
in the moment
and later change or shift or regret
these words are already gone
unrecallable yet permanently echoing
and who's to say
that's not for the best
let's let it out
unsteady as we go

27 february

what am i going to do with you
where you is me
and i am still uncertain
a time ago and maybe a half more
i would have opened the door, stepped through
today the phone is ringing
and i am watching for the mail
a rerun with a different ending
pasted on for show
hourglass full of bubbles
rainbows in the photocopier
brand names and reframed lenses
what depends is what remains
whether this door works both ways

26 february

doesn't matter
sleep now
fingers fumble to press
out into the dark
pillow ready and day heavy
small bright window close
out is out and down i fall
- long day's journey into night -

25 february

because i have stepped into this box
of my own accord, of course,
i am limited to this space
walls and width and why

because i close my eyes
it is harder to see what i'm missing
to know where and how i go wrong
to tell there are many other ways

in the room next door: practicing guitar
in the parking lot through the window: snow removal
twangs and strums, back-up beeps
here there is work being done

dark in the space
turning instead to sleep
disappointment in less turning more

24 february

in the space between seats
empty in the soontobe dark
holding my breath: i let it go
a meditation on disonnect
i am apart and i am a prt
no need to cry when given what i've asked for
when i step back i see i am a step back
the old fear the new fear the same
alone and leaning
i have forward still to go

22 february

no calls to return when there are none to make
waitinf for an end to waiting only
inside - the quiet, the space
outside - the quiet, the space
any weather is a reason, is an excuse
schedule too full, too empty
if i had a little i would want a lot
if i had a lot i would want more
if i could give more who would want it
if i gave it all what would i have left

21 february

hard to tell which call to take
which phone to ring to hand to hold
all quiet on the static front
electric cackles and streaming mos def
tired of the expiry date
no interest in outreach
the leaning in and the teaching
i like the way it's worked for
i think i'd like to see more
but less is forecast rainy snowblast
windy along the winding road that leads to silent nights