alone in my room
I dance to the music
in my head

surrounding myself
with the melody
I've lost my place

light streams through
the colored glass
rainbows

sunlight shows
dust
the piano bench

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TOP half Chamption

bottom quarter champion

counting the beads
on my old rosary
four missing

miles out
miles to get back
alone running with God

laying on my dented pillow
I sweep my palm
over the void in my bed

scratching
at an old scar
that has almost faded

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CHAMPION
 

BOTTOM half champion

five stars
a bottle of wine
an empty chair

hair in a bun      sweatpants
not a care in the world
Sunday

reading under the maple tree
a single leaf
lands on page 42

peaceful silence—
all I can hear
is my heartbeat

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BOTTOM half champion

bottom quarter champion

lap around the block
listening to
our song

the soft lull of crickets
accompany Chopin
evening meditation

college lecture hall
my feet dangle
off my chair

head bobbing—
textbook becoming
a pillow