John Destalo

John Destalo Nov 2020

I take my time
around the curves

each bend tells
a different story

speed is for those
who go right to

the ending
they don’t

understand suspense

the secret is to
live inside

the mystery
notice all the details

so you can tell
your own story

John Destalo Nov 2020

paulina

the super
model

modeling life
as it passes

grasping
not in desperation

but in aspiration
for what can be

for us all

she is always
honest

with us

as she searches
for herself

who could want
to be more

super than that

John Destalo Nov 2020

the broken light

in the corner
legs crossed

hands folded
head bowed

avoiding eyes

she thinks she
does not exist

she thinks she is
not noticed

but she does not
know her power

the potential she
can never allow

herself to see

the way she
holds the world

together with
her quiet ways

John Destalo Nov 2020

separation

the day I waited
on the curb

it was your turn
to have me

I had no watch
I could not tell time

to stop moving
so it passed

and when the
street lights came on

she decided it was
time to get me

she held my hand
and squeezed

trying to mend
my broken heart

John Destalo Nov 2020

+ another hour

it is this night
when we rewind

and add on
some will get

more sleep
not me

my mind doesn’t
rest like that

it is clockwork
and will not

be changed by
another’s rules

so I walk in the
cold air

and think

I see myself glowing

my skin lit by
this blue moon

John Destalo Nov 2020

the wind

I speak to
the mysterious force

the wind

lift me
carry me

take me with you

I know you are
strong enough

to hold me
to keep me

from falling apart

you may be
the only one

John Destalo Nov 2020

a flame

you are fire
deep heat
an ocean
of flames
you take breath
from me
suffocate me
in love and
lust
your skin is
fine china
delicate
vulnerable
I would not
expose you
to the elements
I save you
for those
special days
those days
we are together