my superpower is invisibility
in any proximity in any
conversation group or even
one-on-one; I say a thing any
thing and I am wrong even
when I am right and when
discovered I am right, the thing
I said becomes that other!s
thought idea solution
they move forward while
I watch, a mouse along the wall
“I am Superman and I can do anything…” ~ I am Superman, The Clique
too oft I ponder
a thing without
remorse anger jealousy
always I wonder
a thing without
answer solution resolution
it’s too late to ask why so
saudade sets in the periphery
thrumming
sorrow sits heavy in
my eyes when
you are not looking in
my chest when
I watch you breathing
heavy in sleep
I longed
to be seen and touched
and heard; made my days
Hallmark and herd then
I wondered
at the world; wrote of
lovers and loss of
love tinged by grief
I thought
in fractured syllabic utterances
scribbled on anything near
I lived
like tomorrow would
never manifest
because yours never would
but tomorrow became today
moments of fond recollections
and longing has cooled
we announce
going to the store
going to pick up the boys
going to the doctor
going to the bathroom
going to take my pills
going to shower and crash
as if our whereabouts
are a thing of worry
and still we ask…
where is…
the betrayal of
old injuries throbbing as
new are… mending?
morphing? pain randomly
fucking about on whim