“Where Has The Beauty Gone?”

“Staying Within The Lines” ©️C.P. Hickey 2020

“Where Has The Beauty Gone?”

Where has the beauty gone?

Places unknown?

Streets less traveled,

Wandering home.

The quiet of less,

Ringing about.

Single travelers,

Covered up mouths.

Pausing at windows,

Missing the touch.

Visible presence,

For now—it’s enough.

Responsible others,

Well-being depends.

Social distance discretion,

Long distance friends.

A return to the simple,

At times complex.

Gathering together,

A human reflex.

Entered introspection.

Use this time well.

Emerge from this stasis,

And keep others well.

“Somber Supermarket”

“Aisle Distance” ©️C.P. Hickey 2020

“Somber Supermarket”

Somber Supermarket

Masks, and hands within your pockets.

Social distance new propriety,

Vacant shelves lack variety.

Suspicion looking out from cinched hoodies,

Cart without requisite goodies.

Each surviving in some measure,

Toilet paper desired treasure.

New world order we must face,

Draw the blinds, shelter in place.

“Your Constant Need…”

“Surface” © C.P. Hickey 2019

“Your Constant Need…”


Your constant need for validation

Haunts my ranging soul

Suffocating on your filth

An unexpected role


At times like this I look for sense

As senseless as it is

Then remember you’re obtuse

And possess unmatched hubris


Mirrors mirrors on the wall

Telling truths when viewed

Stand in place and take a look

A soul-searching retinue



“Of This, Let Me Be Specific”


“Of This, Let Me Be Specific”


To all those enabled in the world

Of this, let me be specific



Empathy has a limit


There are more black holes here on earth,

Than in all the galaxies that exist

The tendency toward evolution

Has been overcome with a genetic self-centered mutation

That replicates inordinately in the direction of self-fulfilling prophecy

Your tears are not the only tears that have ever existed

Although, they might feel unique

They are not

Michael Stipe sang “Everybody Hurts”

And he was goddamned terrifically right

But, that doesn’t mean that the energy required of paying that attention

Falls within the purview of others

Sadly, the trend seems to be that people want you to recognize their pain

And if you don’t, well, they’ll remind you that you are a sub-par human,

And that they would like for you to take another look

Both today, and tomorrow


Give it a fucking rest

You’re draining the life from me