Teacher

She’ll just be tired when I call
Stop talking about death
He said mysteriously
Like a hornbill

I wanted to connect with her
No hope for the future
No possibility of conspiracy
Just a genuine chat
Comments, advice and greetings
It’s almost empty
She’s always coherent

What do you notice when someone shuts down
But the delivery shows the way forward
I’m on the verge of preponderance
No feedback left in the tank
I used most of it before I was born

I have so much I want to share
Nothing will be accepted
She has very few ears left
Too much rest and how
Can we compete with odds and ends

For the record, I wanted to be closer
Following the smoke when you wake up
Please read this knowing I would
Have been even a best friend
Perhaps better than a son
So many roles
I also got parent

It’s too late to be a mother
She had too many lives
Before he arrived

If you were a teacher
You were a preparator of so many things

You taught me to be strong
Isolation is not perfect
But somehow
Being alone is also possible
And peaceful

© GÄ

A Capella

Lighthouse in dark times that don’t
Always feel bleak she argued her point
Burning plane down in flames
I could feel the dead weight
At least one hundred feet behind me
Dedication to dependence
I begged for self sufficiency
Growing up I wanted to connect
Deeply and wholly with someone
This is terrifying to anyone who
Has never felt that kind of love
Marching on then Hollywood becomes
Leaves dancing around us
Like an invisible tornado
In the morning and at night
Bright lights and disco tiles
For awhile until even that wears out
Spray a little oil onto things to
Keep them up and running
Maintaining the worthiness of
A heart that longs to be trusted and opened
A woman appears out of nowhere
Approaching with something
To be read because she is illiterate
Not even one language
Can be calculated and all the while
Here I was juggling five trying to
Accompany my ancestors in the
Afterlife with so many wind tunnels
To get there but no color or wall
Preventing the sun from
Shining through the undetectable lines
That are strategized when trying to
Make contact with someone
So you push harder and you
Grow stronger and you love like
You want and you determine the hue
Of the electrical field that is
Mesmerized around you in a capella
Solemnly or solo not without purpose
But with enough grit to hold onto
Yourself until the next embrace
Arouses the ability to serenade someone again

© GÄ

Branding

Branding is a bitch
Branding is a bore
Branding is for
Sluts and Instagram
Whores
For attention
Did I mention
Promoting globally
Advertising in
Distinctive
Common ways

Not too far off
From the action
Of marking cattle
With an iron

Many of us do it
I’m not above it
I’m guilty to it
The swish to symbolize
An identity’s importance

Define
Organize
Communicate
Be consistent
What’s the difference
If we all keel over
Penniless in the end
More time spent on the phone
Than with a favorite friend

It’s changing us

Writing poems and planting flowers
Is so much more attractive
To pass the hours
Though I also stand
To make an effort
To build and to create
A space where products
Grow and find their way
Around the world
They cannot take
The place of
Making a connection
Heart to heart

Here here!
To soul reflection
To intimate connection
Let us not take love for granted
With a screen that
Such love making
Is made for the television gleam

No better love hath
Ever been found
Than face to face
The touch
The sound

Of you in person

I’ll write you a letter
Bless the ink
And leave a scent
For you to keep
Close to your bed
Think of me
I’ll be thinking of you too

Let’s make a plan
To meet for dinner
Lunch at noon?

© GÄ