Poetry – Page 19 – zakschafer.com

depression is mostly just a repetition of pattern

i watched the person walk into the coffee shop, return with two coffees, get back into the vehicle, and drive away

i wore glasses and then contacts and then nothing at all

it’s sunny outside so people stay away

the land was sold to another buyer so the dream of farming it remains a seed

they tore out all the trees to make a new ramp yet here they are using the old one

i write to her but am not capable of seeing her name so quickly delete her reply

the dog takes itself for a walk

gold hammers and whitewalls

had i known you were bringing a terrified teenager, i likely would have worn different pants

forty in less than a day

it gets a little lonely in the expansive evening

some people forget where they live so they put flags on their vehicles to remind them

social media taught me that i am human

the next day we nearly slid your gold Toyota Camry off a thickly mudded road

humans imagine that other animals feel like they do

Valentines Day in the Double Deuce

the previous record for rain was just smashed by more than quadruple

i am not afraid of virtual reality

the parasite inside me is hidden but rarely is it unseen

“that’s about all i can do without losing my mind”

drink lemon balm tea every day and take walks

writing emails to people who are people

it can be difficult to make friends when you are a know-it-all

ice on a Silver Bay sidewalk; a heart of spruce and pine