FAX

FAX
Crumpled
Ripped
Smeared
Thank god
It was
The wrong
Number

Rise and Shine

Morning. Unclear...
Coffee.
Soft and warm. Snug.
Coffee.
Conference call today.
Coffee.
Radio alarm.
Coffee.
What time...?
Coffee.
Exercise or sleep?
Coffee.
How many sick days do I have?
Coffee.
Damn, that's due today.
Coffee.
Last night, did I make the
Coffee?
I guess I'm up now.
Still I need some coffee.

Stuckness

stuckness is
cluttered desk, phone light blinks
calls for more, giving more
reports weigh in, deadlines demand
focus forced

stuckness is
choice
but is it, really?
can there be a refusal
this far in?

stuckness is
waiting
waiting
waiting for an aged freedom
the right to sit, quietly, alone
until sitting becomes a new stuckness

stuckness is
a path chosen much too early
path becomes life
life is only time passing
passing away

Penitentiary

Slipping past
a smile, a sigh
some unruly thing
uncaught and uncorrected
It remains suspended
in this room, in this time
A hope
A sign
A firm hand must lose its grip
and soft freedom will, one day, come