engaging but predictable…

an old poet

although the ending
has been
figured out
most people
seek to delay
reading
that final page
opting
to 
reread
earlier chapters
wondering
how the outcome
might have been
different
maybe
a change in
dialogues
or
characters
would have altered
the conclusion
but
more likely
such changes
would have only
added
a chapter or two
without
affecting the end
plus
the current list
of
scenes
protagonists
and
antagonists
is what
has made
the book
so interesting
had we not been
so
engaged in the text
we
might
have noticed
how quickly
the end
was approaching
oh
even
scribbling
analytical notes
in
the margins
has not changed
what’s
on those
final lines
and
yet
we tarry
on
that
next to last page
our fingers poised
to turn
the page
afraid
of
what
we
know

selective kindness…

selective kindness

when the misery
we see
is in eyes
that look
like
ours
our hearts
open up
and
we hear
there
but
for the grace of
that’s
when we
offer up
a small portion
of
self-pity
to another
such
self-centered behavior
no doubt
feels
good for a while
but
like
a child’s
out of sight
out
of mind
stage of development
the misery
is soon
forgotten

behind life’s walls…

could see the wall’s slats
where plaster had fallen off
and could hear strange sounds
could also feel the cold air
warning me to stay covered
to remain in this old place
not to tempt the fates
accept the dead bird in hand
like some before me
languishing in lifeless rooms
accepting death before death
mindless survival routines
sanctioned by the church
and other corporations
for the good of all
according to marketing
but what was outside the walls
now here’s the surprising part
outside the first walls
is another set of walls
actually a maze
so once you feel you are free
you find that you’re still walled in
at least with a better view