Connection That Never Was

Funny isn’t it,
how some lines
drawn upon
people’s faces
smeared on their clothes,
stretched over their palms
draw them together,
the warmth of their voices
and the coolness of their existence
together at the exact moment
shake up the present.

And some other instance
the same lines
draw them
far away,
leaving the connection
that never was
in tatters.

 

Yesterday

Yesterday
I was a complete piece,
no scratches,
no leaks.

But why have
these chemical reactions
left me with
a bruise
that keeps reopening.

Like a hungry animal
in the wild,
why I do keep
chasing the bait
that doesn’t exit?


Paul McCartney sings, “Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.”