I suppose it’s in fashion
to write with many breaks
like poetry but not quite
cheating, i’d say
but with modern elegance
maybe it’s only right for me
to reflect on my year in this disjunct manner
because that’s how i really feel about it
disjunct
I’m glad 2017 showed the world
that it was cool to care
about each other
and about things larger than ourselves
collectively we wrote
we marched
we angered
over the reality of this political climate
and we found ourselves suddenly aware
that the ice is melting
the coral is dying
the men are killing
but with it we are rising
I’m glad 2017 showed my friends
that friendship is not easy
and cheesy
as it may be
it’s totally cool to care
I’m glad 2017 showed me
that the cheeky confidence i bear
is imperceptibly made of hard work
and that hard work is okay
it’s kind of the only way
I’m sad 2017 showed the world
that civil blood made civil hands unclean
as if the world hasn’t changed
since 1597
420 years later
all we have to show for it is legalized 420
I’m sad 2017 showed my friends
that growing up is hard
and up and apart are sometimes the same thing
so that only makes it harder
I’m sad 2017 showed me
that for all the love i give
one cannot change the will of the universe
in time it will be a blessing not a curse
For all the high highs
and the low lows
I can only shrug
when the wind beckons
“isn’t this what you wanted?”
So in 2018 as I muster all the patience I can
I plant my feet solid on the ground
Face up to the ocean breeze
and say
yes,
this is what I wanted.
