Private

I wanted to share
but not today
I'll write it in a private place
where only I can visit
because
I'm the only one there.

And so you bait me
"Ask me anything"
but the only question you could answer
I would never ask
because only I can answer it.

Earshot

Waiting
for a cry
that will never come
so I will run
until the sound
couldn't reach me
even if it were there.

Directionality

It may seem
that there are a million
places to go
people to see
things to do
and that
they all lie in different directions.

Really
those things
that are most valuable
all lie in a line
and we can pick them up as we go.

Apathy

It's starts in my chest
a tingle of apathy
and spreads throughout
and there I am
like Spongebob himself
ready for anything.

Cubbies

We keep our hearts
in little cubbies
love, hate, happiness
and when they are gone
and we want them
we reach into the cubbie
even though there's nothing there.

Poor Affinity

I relate
to the enzyme
of all life
Rubisco
who grabs carbon dioxide
and sends it to be twisted
and turned
into sugar.

But he doesn't like carbon all that much
and has a wandering eye
and will even settle for Oxygen
when there's enough of it around.

So here I stand
in the midst of Oxygen
(about twenty percent atmospheric)
looking for some Carbon-
gratefully more than one in a million,
but not by much.

I hope I don't fix an Oxygen
because then
it takes a whole lot of work
to make things right.

Two Haircuts

I have two nieces
now both have shorter hair
they give watermelon smiles
in the pictures
like Jack-O-Lanterns
except these pumpkins
have hair
that now
is a little shorter.