Like laser pointers
they blind in red green blue as
they save the planet
Christmas LED lights
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Like laser pointers
they blind in red green blue as
they save the planet
Like laser pointers
they blind in red green blue as
they save the planet
My door open, but
the rooms are empty, thoughts like
forgotten relics.
Stories always tell
of the one who wanders, then
returns home…like me.
Can days be merry
and bright? Jobs – like ornaments –
fragile, out of reach.
“Let’s go to the beach!”
One kid, online, shrugs as the
other keeps texting.
“In a typical week, only 6 percent of children ages nine to thirteen play outside on their own.”
from The Option of Urbanism: Investing in a New American Dream by Christopher B. Leinberger
And so summer goes
like fishing line cast into
swift moving waters
Panera’s didn’t
call, nor Applebee’s. Rejec-
tion’s hard at sixteen.
Formally over
twelve years of learning to look
good on this one night.
The play was about
them. His unrequited love
her indifference.
All around it, the
town is dead. Pity the poor
taken investors.