2:00 on February 30

Write me into
your day
sometime.

Allow me to wedge myself
into your notebook,
between
phone calls
and meetings.

Has it been so long,
that you have you forgotten
how to share space
with another?

Or have you just
typed yourself
into oblivion?

Vanished somewhere
between Outlook
and Word Perfect?

The Results

For my best friend....


Slipping into silence
She waits until the sun sets
Staring at the stars,
Emotionless

She has taken
Her final exam
And the results
Show signs
Of serenity
Signs of stillness

She no longer
Waits
For the plus sign
She is
Slowly sliding into
Simplicity

She has
Beaten the odds
She has
Changed history
Spiritually saved

She is sure
Sarah
or Susan
Steven
or
Simon
Will
Someday
Save her


She won’t strike out
She will save the game
In the seventh inning