I can’t conceive
Now’s our time
To whisper
Goodbye,
Adiós.
We just met mere
Moments, three days—
Now,
My fire for you
Flames
Fiercely
Like the peppery
Pulse
Of local fare,
Your zestful spirit
Spurs my ceaseless
Craving
Yet, I must move,
Return
To a life
Laden with contracts,
Crammed
Compulsions
I know not if again
Our paths will cross,
But you now dwell,
A steadfast spark,
Within
Soul
Blindlyshouting shameenflamed by fire and brimstonepreacher’s heat consumes raging crowdhearts stone deaf and blind
Change can be a lightning rod for complaints, sure. But as I reflect on the dramatic shifts in our city’s heart—where once stood malls now lies a thriving center—I can’t help but feel a surge of affection for this new Salt Lake City.
Meeting where “Your insightis imperative,”but participationis optional. “Let’s catch upsoon,” shared bypeople passingin echoing hallways. “Love, love, love whatyou did there,”praising mediocrework. “Your email must havefound its wayto the abyss ofmy inbox,” a common tale. “No offense but…”often prefacesunsolicitedperspectives. “Take your time,there’s absolutelyno hurry,”with deadlines whispering. “Just jesting,”comes after,softeningsharp words. “I’ll ponder over it,”a placeholder,while…
A Can of Nuts with an extra side of Blessed Bacon and a cold glass of Water, Sweet Water. Of course, a Fat Bomb or two can curb Cravings that might cause me to binge.
Sitting in the hot tub, pondering, my mind wanders.
One Way;Wrong Way;Do Not Enter;Yield;Stop. Right Lane Ends;Merge;Right Lane Must Turn Right;Through Traffic Merge Left;Merge;Merge. Detour;Road Closed;Do Not Enter;Turn Left;No Left Turn;No Right Turn;Slow Down;Stop. Slow;Slow Down;Please Slow Down;Pedestrian Crossing;Children Playing;Please Slow Down. Next Exit 9 Miles;Next 3 Exits;Exit Ahead;Exit;Slow Down;Stop.