Into the Deep


Above the clouds, the sun peeks through. October 2014.

Beckoning me to the light, the sun shines
Pulling the covers over my head, I hide
Drawing me into the deep, sleep hovers
Shutting my eyes closed, I drift

It’s a new day.
I am home now,
but all I see is blood.

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When the World Passes By


Crossing the Street in Hong Kong, 2009

When the world passes by,
it doesn’t seem to care.
It  revolves, without pause,
not a glimpse, not a stare.

I walk forward while
they all whizz by
a blurring sea of faces
none I recognize

in bright jerseys and caps
so eager,  so merry,
how could they possibly know
all the burdens I carry?

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