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Hiatus

Sometimes, we do things

that we think will last forever.

But once in awhile,

we need a break to look back

to find ourselves. And time is now.

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Bureaucracies

You would really think

with our new technology,

I would not be here

filling out these forms that are

on carbon copy paper.

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Podcasts.

A new-ish method

of entertaining people

through their interests.

It calls back to radios

than the flashy lights of tv.

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Schedules.

On one hand, they help

try to keep your life in line

to be efficient.

On the other, they force you

to commit to events.

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Psychopomp

The guides of lost souls

patrol the worlds of beings

not to prey on them

but to help. And yet, these beings

are seen as a reaper.

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Cigarettes.

Long wispy tendrils

cling to the burning embers

of these short incense.

They float and smear through alleys

looking for something, anything.

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Subways.

Tunnels stretch beneath

an active, vibrant city

like lengthened tendrils.

And once in a while, train cars

gush like geysers to the ends.

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Colleges

Some are cordial

who woo you over with tours

comp and pleasantries.

Others go about with pride

and treat you like a number.

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Haircuts

The worst part about

getting your hair cut is not

sitting in the seat

but the drive back home with

hundreds of former hair stabbing.

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Broken glasses

Breaking my glasses

left me in a hazy world

I had forgotten.

And despite the differences

it was way too familiar.

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Microwaves

A device that’s now

more common in households than

a toaster oven.

Despite its constant usage

no one presses the 9 button.

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Note copier

You come to my desk

to take pictures of my notes

without permission.

I tell you to write your own

but you only say “too bad.”

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Capilano

Up in the mountains

there is a suspension bridge

over a river

and into a rainforest

flourishing with wildlife.

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Maple Candy

Coworkers often bring

treats from their travels as gifts.

Such a “crime” I did

bringing maple candy back

to deface people’s palates.

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“What happened to us?”

You had asked me why

I feel so cold and distant

The truth is that we--

are changing to fit the world’s needs.

whatever it may truly be.

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Leaving Indianapolis.

On a cold morning

I left Indy to head north

in search of my fate.

I left behind the corn fields

in search of maple trees.

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Ports

A strip of water

guts through the city until

it is stopped part way.

Lined along this man-made port

million dollar yachts wiggle.