Thoughts
Like shards of glass
Pinch
Pierce
Draw blood
Break through
The perceived numbness
These thoughts
Like Jasmine petals
Spread fragrance
Soft and smooth
Bring joy
Comfort
Hope
These thoughts
Swell
Recede
Happy
Bitter
Relive joys
Dread
These thoughts
Like a stone
Drawing waves
On a still surface
At a soul-less place
Just a hint
Of the currents underwater
These thoughts
They’re all we have
Impulsive hair cuts
Expensive evenings shopping
Idle days online
Replacing the hollow
Inside one post, one picture
One dress at a time
Busy days, jittery nights
One more project. One extra glass
One pitcher of wine
Or whiskey on the rocks of hope
Maybe liquid will do to the gaps
That solid can’t fill
Science class from school taught
Displacement
Tectonic shifts
Earthquakes
Quiet aftershocks
But as they also taught
Mass & energy can only be moved
Neither destroyed nor created
So where did it go
That which filled the hollows
In search, travel
Pictures on Instagram
New friends, large smiles
Adventure. Excitement
Momentary joys
Shedding ties. Burning bridges
Blurring the way home
Losing track of time
Displaced emotions
Replaced objects
New hair cuts. Beautiful dresses
Monies spent
Renting happiness
How much did life cost?
The accountants count
X moments of joy
Long and short
Y million dollars
Your balance sheet of life
Written over your shroud
As it hides
Your fresh haircut, your bright new dress
