Leap Day
Is nothing but a delusion
A day
That doesn’t exist
A day
Out of time and space
A day
With no consequences
Do what you want
Get drunk
Call your ex
Kill someone
In cold blood
There will be no
Repercussions
For actions undertaken
In fleeting moments
That are nothing more
Figments of imagination
Leap Day
Is a day
That does not exist
Do what you want
Live your best life
Or maybe your worst
For once
– James Dubeau
Which path
Should be taken
When two fates battle
About the shoulders
Whispering in ears
Begging for attention
Who should I listen to
Who’s advice should I follow
Which is the good
Which is the evil
I may never know
If action
Or inaction
Was the good
Or the bad
So I might as well
Not over-think
And just
leap
– James Dubeau
White Dome
Peaking over trees
Far away
Across the lake
Ominous
Lurking
A sign of something
On the horizon
A marker
For the way home
A marker
Of troubled times
In dangerous lands
Surrounding the dome
Where injuries wound
Heart and soul
Tread carefully
Around the dome
Or be scarred
Forevermore
– James Dubeau
Why is it
That I forget to do
That which I claim
To enjoy doing?
Why can’t I remember?
Why can’t I do it?
The days tick on past
But not one neuron fires
To remember
What I should do
What I want to do
What I need to do
– James Dubeau
Holding down
The end of the bar
While the nexus
Works the room
Bouncing
Person to person
Introductions
Pleasantries
Gratefulness
Hard work
Adorned the walls
In plain view
To be admired
Judged
Critiqued
While I sit
Drink in hand
Supporting the bar
Through the storm
– James Dubeau
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