Final Act

After the final act The crowd and performers Are lingering together. I say hello to someone I used to know. They nod, eyes glazed over, And they struggle to remember my name. Their face lights up with false recognition. One of our old mutual friends Saves them from our awkward almost conversation. It is then … Continue reading Final Act

It’s Spring Again

The breeze tickles my cheeks And sends winter away All that's left are puddles It's spring again This feeling is making me weak It's something I can't contain I feel like I shall burst anytime It's spring again I watch as the clouds leak Covering the grass in a fine mist The air is cleaner … Continue reading It’s Spring Again