Day: March 25, 2018

I guess there is
Life after you
After all

On Palm Sunday
As I waited
For Mass to start
You said hello
And I greeted
You in return
After nine years
Of minding
My business
I decided to
Introduce myself
Because I
Wanted to
Disturb my
Static
Pocket universe

You mentioned
That you’re
Always
Praying for me
Whether I am
At Mass or not

Should I be
Thankful or
Worried?

The one at work
When running
Sounds like it
Came from a
Long time ago
In a galaxy
Far far away

There is a place I like to go
During lunch breaks
Down by the canal

I take my ukulele there to practice
And I like how my playing sounds
Echoing off the nearby buildings
Hardly anyone is around
And I can my mistakes without being embarrassed

One day there is a couple
Sitting on the opposite bank of the canal
They are talking but I cannot hear them
Because they are too far away
But they do not look happy

I try to continue practicing
And they seem not to notice
They talk some more and I realize
They’re looking away from each other
While speaking

Eventually one of them gets up
And walks away while the other
Continues to sit staring at the
Still water of the canal

She rests her face in her hands
And looks as if she is sobbing
By now I can’t continue practicing
So I quietly leave–

On my next lunch break
When I sit down by the canal
I cannot play my ukulele
I just sit and stare at the empty bench
Where the couple sat the other day

When my break is over
I decide
To never come back