Relationship are hard
Being alone is hard too
The hardest perhaps is
When the two combine
Is that the hardest lonely?
Together, yet still alone.

 “It is difficult

to get the news from poems

yet men die miserably every day

for lack

of what is found there.”

― William Carlos Williams, Asphodel, That Greeny Flower & Other Love Poems

Just now I wish to say

in a meaningful way,

something

I think of all I've got

and all that I am not,

yearning.

I'm tired and awake

comfortable, and I ache

breathing

And then G-d sends me news

His angels bring me cues

healing

5Pesach Sommer, Pam Machefsky and 3 others

 

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Words step away from me in this alleyway cafe

My tired soul sadly doesn't much want to play

So I buy some poetry

Let it take a go at me

And I sigh while I pretend

Other's voices can upend

These broken choices I must own

Thank G-ds aside, I am alone

 Not Me

"Are you leaving?"

What if I was?

What if I was

walking with keys,

not to my home

but to my car,

in my hands?

What if I was

the answer to

the dreams of

this driver looking

for his lucky spot?

At least twice a week

someone sees me as

a guy heading to his car.

Which means, to them,

this is reasonable.

What if it had been

reasonable to G-d?

Reasonable to me?

Where would I be?

Who would I be?