Pensive
Pensive is
When disappointment pauses
While sadness decides.
Pensive is
When layered clouds
Crisscross a setting sun
And night feeding Conch shells
Disappear beneath daytime sand
Pensive is
A beachside Mission neon misfiring
Chaotic red and white
While the homeless inside
Bury faces in pillows.
For one this night…
Pensive was
The shroud of loneliness
That finally suffocated hope
Voiding his bout with happiness.
Pensive will continue
As long as homeless suffering remains
Any city’s low priority.
Love ya!
Jane