“Take A Seat”

“Take A Seat” ©️C.P. Hickey 2019

“Take A Seat”

Your whole life you’ve been told that you’re special.

You’re not.

Your whole life you’ve believed you’re meant for something greater.

You’re not.

Your whole life you’ve felt misunderstood.

You’re not.

You’re ego, wrapped in anxiety, wrapped in fear, wrapped in despair, clinging to hope.

A dangerous animal, caught in a trap.

Only willing to chew someone else’s leg off in order to get out.

Let it all go.

It’s the only way out.

But, you won’t.


“I’m A Big Guy”

“I’m A Big Guy”

Oh! Hello!

I didn’t mean to startle you,

Ms. Fright.

The elevator doors opened,

and there I was,

And there you were.

You startled.

Then I startled,

because your startle startled me.

We both laugh.

You laugh because you realize that it’s only me,

And not some other Ne’er-do-well.

And I laugh, because I’m uncomfortable by your reaction.

And I’m not supposed to be sensitive,

And I’m supposed to be chivalrous,

And I’m supposed to afford compassion,

Because walking around in this world a lot of the time is dangerous for women.


Especially, when Ne’er-do-wells often harm.

No, I get it.

I suppose that I too,

would startle,

if I were you.

If the elevator doors opened,

And a mound of man was in that space.


I’m sorry that you have to live with that possibility of terror.

On a human level I understand,

And wish it weren’t so.

It would be great if we could just be people waiting for doors to open,

And not be startled by what is behind them when they finally do.


“Dampness” ©️C.P. Hickey 2019


what the current world requires,

is that you debase yourself,

for the failings of others.

it matters not,

that you never asked,

to be born into this place and time.

but, here we are,

debasement after debasement.

and nothing changes.

your rage remains,

and seeks out other targets.

until the mob decides it’s time to go home.

and nothing changes.

just sharpened pencils with no paper to express themselves.

dampness hangs on skin,

like burning magnesium,

intensely white.


“Emergent” ©️C.P. Hickey 2019


Ricochet relay,

growing thrust.

Upward, ever upward.

Sometimes a twirl or trap.

Difference maker.

A real difference maker when it counts.

Showing signs of ensuing seasonal advance.

Only to fade over future days.

“Beta Reader”

“Satchel” ©️C.P. Hickey 2019

“Beta Reader”

Beta reader,

Meter feeder,

Readying at the line.


Dog-eared, ripped,

Sharpie red line strikes.

Jealousy, becomes this me,

As i peruse your lines.

What works?

Be sure,

You won’t find out.

Secret by design.

Beta reader,

Yes, indeed sir.

No value added sense.

I’ll mislead you,

Spotty review,

Envious elegance