Which one of us is caving?...

Ali Gulec

via adessive

Michael Donovan

I.

I let the sad man look in my eyes

Bus stop chatter

I smelled his broke smoke

Riding away in my seat

I looked back to say it's ok

It may have made my day

Do you hear the silent heart thump?

Strangers passing street corners

Beating and breathing

II.

An Indian man with no front teeth

And her, in her hoops and Niners jacket

Sunflower seeds and smiled laughter

Genuine joy that knocked my knees

Making space for the happenstance

The moment-

That arrived.

The moment-

That gave me in.

I want you to say

I want you to stay

III.

Been sick with uneasy joy

Taking is easier than giving

Unless there's nothing to see

All along me and my song

Hands in the air waving spells

Telling story endings

Passenger to this ego road trip

tangled mind maps

a maze of glory and blaze

IV.

I know none of this is

Real.

I know none of this is

This.

I know the point is to let

Go.

V.

And so there's nothing to hold.