Crave

I need to know that I’m okay

It is not enough
to have no news
in the absence of bad news

I’m getting older
and my sight is going
and sleight is getting harder to see

Just let me know
that there’s nothing wrong
…in writing

I crave
the same more
as most

Call it what you like —
A condition
A phase
Character flaw

I still need to know
that I’m coming up right
Because getting older
is not enough

This One Time

Have you ever broken a bone?

This one time when I was little I hit my face on a marble table and I broke my nose. I think – I’m not good with memories…

Anyway, now my nose hurts any time something comes at my face too fast.