Carl Setzer

Another Friday

Five days have now passed
And another week ending
Time for a reboot

Morning
Sleep, awake
A subtle dance
Between states
Unwilling to choose
Not just yet
Not just

Yet

I don’t understand
What life in New York is like
Cultures intersect

Now facing westwards

Glory bursting through the trees

Cool air satisfies

My aspirations
Continue with martial arts
For all of my life

My child prepares
The next journey
Of schooling
A single step
This new world

Transformation

Intimidates some
Others feel promise
Some blend them
Strange balance

What cowardice is
Letting fear define your life
Compassion stolen

Feeling exhausted

Just not sleeping very well

And I don’t know why

Boys training
Football season nears
Air cooler this morn
And wet fog upon glass
Autumn’s inevitability
Soon, so soon

Physical beauty
That lacks depth internally
Emptiest of gifts