no one pauses

to fold their 

quiet time 

into mine.

We’re paralyzed by social numbing 

as they fight off hunger 

yet keep on running. 

I bought them for a dollar 

at the penny candy store.

Our lives- 

stretched out like a canvas.

Your days, 

home, lend the color.

Pump Pump Pump

Nothing.

Crumpled metal was one option

You, my loves, 

seem to simply sway

as I come to nurture you each day,

When you knew me, 

I reached for the sun.