A table and a chair

A table and a chair

Someone is left standing

If the point is to gain

Deeper understanding

Can we walk together

Sit closely side by side

Common is the weather

As moments coincide 

Words in wrapping paper

Words in wrapping paper

Torn up and tossed aside

I guess it is the thought

That counts and cannot hide

Children making handprints 

With rain left from a storm

Here hoping they will last

In some old fashioned form

The narrow path widens

The narrow path widens

Slim pickings to frontier

A shepherd without flock

The self to commandeer

From slip to an ocean  

Definitions to doubts

Symbols to abstractions

Pinpoints to thereabouts 

All the tenses are here

All the tenses are here

Soap bubble swirls and floats

Paint colors on houses

Outdated winter coats

The days in charcoal sketch

Old age in craquelure

Experience matters

Says a childhood mature

Building themselves bunkers

Building themselves bunkers

Some of the mice are rats

Doctor Frankenstein’s school

Building GPT chats

And destructive weapons

Out of their own control

While building surveillance 

Masses under patrol

Gloria we Ms. you

Gloria we Ms. you

The manosphere is square

Inequality is

Increasing everywhere

Brothers or museum

Men choosing the wrong Tate

Masculinity is

Not dictatorship mate

Louise Nevelson sleep

Louise Nevelson sleep

Into the blacker black

To then dream profusely 

In fantasy flashback

Wake and see locust trees

Some leaves small yellow dots

And bruises on your skin

Cancer causing blood spots