not the same

one of those days
again
small spots
my image
fits neatly in the photograph
half smiling
just like the rest
eyes squinting
outside of empty homes
and squalored halls
small thoughts
beating out
steady like a heartbeat
signals for help
rescue indeed
to a quiet space
without ignorance

caution: shallow

shallow society
surrounded by such
is akin
to diving into
a rather similar
and just as dangerous
pool of water
but i'm trapped
poised on the diving board
without a way
to back down
my only chance
is to catch a breeze
and spread my arms
to take a leap
eyes squinting
against the light
of a fresh start