In times like these
when nothing is longer shocking
than the president’s next tirade,
what more is there to write,
what more is there to speak of?
In such dire times as these
write more about love, it’s amazing, really
that love can exist,
in such dire times as these.
I close my laptop.
Turn off the television.
And check the time.
I will read for twenty minutes.
I don’t make it past the acknowledgements
I open my laptop.
Elizabeth says I’m happier on the West Coast.
So if her observations are to be correct
I must, at least for the sake of argument
test its soil
drink its water
and observe its stars
2,668 miles from Campo to Manning Park
for 160 nights, give or take
before settling for the East Coast.
in my lifetime –
more than I’d like to admit –
and nobody said a word.
nearly 200 days –
admittedly I tend to live in extremes –
everyone has an opinion.
I let them
take their shots –
most of them actually do care –
then lace my boots.
have our reasons
to stay or to go –
for fear, faith, or love –
and my reason to stay is going.