Two Poems: The Burden of Angst, and Extradited

To play protector, or to live out the role— […]

The Burden of Angst


To play protector,
   or to live out the role—

To separate
             the instances

     Childhood from maturity,
     a lifetime yet of doubt.

Save the smile
   from the burden
             of angst—

Which is to say,
         we hold back
             Authority’s loving hand,

and embrace the future
   as if it were our own youth.





Building a path
Soft, lingering spit
A neat, messy little package.
Never returned
Arc welding.
Holding the line
Soft, lingering spit.
Never returned