Back to Being Strangers

Some of us should just go back
to being strangers.
Stop pretending
to be more.

We were inseparable
in the seventh grade.
We worked together
years ago.

We met through friends at Christmas
at that happy hour.
We sang side by side
in the choir.

We studied Math and Spanish
in the senior lounge.
We partied all night
at college.

Facebook, Snapchat, Instagram
reunited us.
With posts and pictures
we caught up.

We disagreed fervently.
Conservative stance
and Lib'ral beliefs
collided.

My tone was difficult for
you to decipher.
You no longer heard
my voice speak.

I still love 80s rock and roll
you think it is trash.
I no longer drink.
You're a lush.

Devoted to your fam'ly
and I'm so single,
time proved tough to
set aside.

Attempts to reacquaint us
failed miserably.
It's been too long
since last time.

Some of us should just go back
to being strangers.
Stop pretending
to be more.

Sleep

Sleep:
A necessity for healthy living
but an inconvenience for those
who want to enjoy
every
minute
of life.

Napping:
pleasurable if napping with another.
But to nap alone
for napping's sake
seems
wasteful
to me.

Dreaming
delightful images for the visionary
and predictions for the future
but why dream
when
action
is needed.

I will not...

...sleep
my life away when in waking hours
my hands might build and create and fulfill
those dreams of mine
before
night
comes again.