love the moment

Today I noticed My latte Dutifully prepared according to Corporate policy Written elsewhere was Ever so slightly Off Like a forger's copy It was almost true Then I saw a homeless man Juggling knives, chainsaws and Broken beer bottles What? Of course it's dangerous And that guy that walks across Niagara Falls on a tightrope He said hello in passing As if he knew our commonality No matter how hard I try Someone Delicate as hoarfrost As fragile as young love Looks at me And sees Their own Mirrored face dg 8/31/12 Sent from my iPad

I saw her face Silent now in glossy print I could not hear her sobs But I understood her grief I saw the wreckage The remainder of long division Calculated by tornado I could not smell the devastation I could not feel the fear But I remembered the fragility of existence I saw the homeless man Selling his papers And have no idea how He survives What he substitutes for My soft bed And an early morning embrace Sleepy and soft But I am pained Barely knowing his gains and losses And for those whose belief Allows only their version of truth Whose heart is so small that only Fear, anger and pride reside I pity them Their damnation To never know Love Compassion Or loss dg 8/4/12 Sent from my iPad