“Invisible”

When I looked up
I saw you.
Just ahead,
with your back
facing me.

You weren’t alone
out in the crowd.
Your mouth drawn taut,
and your arms crossed
tightly to your chest.
Always present,
in the heat
of the moment.

I was cold,
and away
from the others.
My arms clutched
to my chest
for a different reason.
Thinking of things
outside of what
was right there
around me.
Only focused
on what was
directly in front.

I was thinking
maybe this time
you’ll look.

So I walked
right next to you.
Shoulder to shoulder,
toe to toe
and said hello.

You greeted me back,
just like always.
A quick glance,
and a rushed voice.
But still,
like usual,
you never
really saw me.

Always your back
facing me.
So I walked away
and gave you a taste
of what if feels like.

But I’m sure,
like before,
you never
even noticed.

“Hell Fire”

I never got to meet you.
You with a number of lives
I couldn’t ever dream
of reaching.
Ancient and knowing,
otherworldly you.
What things you’ve seen.
What moments you created.
How many lives you touched.
So many red strings tied to you.
The threads stretching,
and tangling,
and tying us all together.
Though we have never met.

And God knows
I wanted to
badly.
Four years ago, in the spring
just like now,
I had been close.
Though life had other plans.
Your home wasn’t home then,
and me,
miles away with no ticket
only a pen.

The world said no
to us.
Though my heart
screamed
yes, yes, yes.

Those spires so high
you kissed the sky.
Now wrapped in holy fire
and me, trapped,
watching you burn
at the pyre.

The fire ate me too.
Even never meeting you.
Why this way God?
Did you ask him too?
Oh, Notre Dame
To the next life, anew
I will one day
stand right next to you.