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John Destalo Jun 2020
your ball point
pen is a knife

black the color
of my blood

so sharp I
don’t feel

you enter me
and take from

me so many
pieces I

am missing
but I don’t

notice they
are missing

until I see
them over there

in your creation
and realize

you are my
autobiographer
John Destalo Jun 2020
the shadows
tried to hide

and mostly
they did

but we could

feel them
for months

lingering in
the words

we said to
each other

the space
in the room

grew with
the quiet

and we always
said we wanted

more space
in our rooms

and we lived
together until

the last day
of forever
John Destalo Jun 2020
means something
to us now living

in our isolation
to me as a child

it was lessons
taught to me

from a
child’s show

on TV

some followed
the street or

the electric
company

but me I
always wanted to

zooma zooma
zooma… zoom
This may have been regional (east coast USA), not sure, but it was impactful for me as a child, a show run by children for children and what I think of as people are using zoom in another form
John Destalo Jun 2020
below a genus

we share something

at some level

we are the same

and at some level

we are different

we can choose

what we see

but we can’t change

that at some level

we are the same
John Destalo Jun 2020
the meaning
of a girl

to be all
she can be

in this world
and any other

when the moon

covers the sun
we call it

an eclipse
when she rises

to her peak
she doesn’t cover

anyone

life is not
really a

competition
everyone can

shine that is
the point of

being different
John Destalo Jun 2020
the single
soldier

I position
next to

his peers
I move them

about trying
to find the

perfect
formation

for this
attack

the enemy
is confusion

victory is
meaning

about those
things that

matter most
John Destalo Jun 2020
the gift of
the internet

the curse of
pollution

there are
more stars

on the earth
than in the

sky
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