Standing in the GO station parking lot
Sad and cold
The wind dragging razors over my face
I see cars all over the place
I squint at each and every one
Trying to identify
The Uber returning the phone I left behind
Grief becomes a waiting room
A familiar place you retreat to
Before getting back
To what you really came here for
X
Sometimes you see people
That you saw in the waiting room
The last time you were there
Every time you’re there again
They were tying their camel
They trusted you
But the guards still dragged them away
Wait that wasn’t them, it was that other guy
They died, and he lived
Deserve had nothing to do with it
Can’t keep things straight upstairs
What do I even know?
I should tie my camel
Here lies a vast amount of data
With very limited processing power
Memories live undetected
Some roll in like an easy tide
Others crash on the rocks
On the barrier reef
Between the conscious
And unconscious mind
A splash of cold water
Shocking me awake
From a peaceful slumber
With something I already knew
Now it feels like I’m back there
Even while I walk around here
I want to put it away but where
Its place seems to be lost
Fragility in the mind
Fear in the heart
Shame in the spirit
Resentment the effect
Vengeance in the mind
Malevolence in the heart
Arrogance in the spirit
Retaliation the effect
Wisdom in the mind
Compassion in the heart
Emptiness in the spirit
Forgiveness the effect
One angel found this demon
Wandering lost, eyes closed
Pupils bloody encrusted and cold
Guided him to a seat on a cloud, they told
The next angel sat before him
Wiped his face with a warm damp towel
Scabs slipped away, screams he howled
Finally came to rest with a beaten scowl
The last angel looked in those eyes
And seen the demon’s sins
Where his cruelty ends and begins
And still said prayers for him
They could not know
I made sure of that
A secret squirreled away
It wouldn’t do any good to share
Something so terrible
With no right to tell
It was just one night
Still the whole world ended
Dusted off my shoulder
Easy come, easy go
Never mind the horror
There were things I needed to do
And I was slipping already
Eyes on the prize
Eyes on the prize
So I thank you
For your spirits and your smiles
That effortless effervescence
Your work and support
Tending to that fresh invisible wound
For surviving
And thriving
Stay Blessed