Days, One at a Time

It’s impolite to be absent
when you’re sitting
with friends at the table.
All you have to do
is keep breathing—
keep acting like elsewhere
isn’t where you’d rather be.
You have turned happiness
into an art form so abstract
no one would recognize
that your smile is blooming
from thoughts of the wildflower
hike you’ll be taking in April
instead of the joke that
just made everybody laugh.

 

 

DeMaris
12-16-16

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