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I think about how I have not written anything lately.

But then I think about how there have been so many monarchs lately.
It is like they all decided to migrate home at once,
at the same time that the leaves are slowly falling,
and that the whole world is burning,
and that I constantly find myself at a loss for words.

-L

 

Reflecting on 2017

I.
destruction
for the sake of
destruction

is making me feel
helpless
and
weak.

because –
why I should I keep building up
when the top, just
tears
it
down
?

II.
Life lately
looks like me wrapped in his arms falling asleep
but then
asking if he’s awake
and also thinking of Jerusalem;

hopelessness and despair
for me
breeds inattention and apathy
in me
which I think is what t(he)y want(s);

III.
but almost a year after the march I am tired.

-L