he thought
that was over
found closure
let go
move on
you know
the slogans
not so
maybe most
of the time
but old feelings
arise by surprise
amidst the everyday
sadness arrives
half way down
a supermarket aisle
skilled at guilt
even snowstorms
become somehow
his fault
or anger
overwhelms
while waiting
for the light
to change
of course
likewise
joy happens
without reason
and compassion
ignites
for a strangers
situation
he has
given up
explaining
his emotions
needing others
to agree
with each
opinion held
always loosely
hope and
certainty
never sleep
together
exploring is
in our genes
mystery
doubt
unknowing
are not
our enemies
everyone is
in some kind
of closet
he makes
no demand
to open
their doors
love is messy
dangerous
amazing
he is happy
on occasion
often thankful
for the chance
to be
although
officials make
wrong calls
with only
seconds
remaining
in the game
sending him
to bed
a little
depressed
h.

