Find Me
Find.
Find me.
Find me a place.
To call home.
No.
No one.
No one
likes to be alone.
Find.
Find me.
Find me a place.
Where I can see.
Offer.
Offer me.
Offer me some space
where I can be me.
Give.
Give me.
Give me a choice.
Wake.
Wake me.
Wake me up.
Wake me up tomorrow when the sun is shining.
Wake.
Wake me.
Tomorrow
when the birds are singing.
i.
i am.
It’s okay.
To be.
Or not.
Nobody.
Nobody’s fool.
Love you.
I
See.
The big.
Eye.
Am. Picture this.
Picture me.
Picture us.
Can’t you.
Wonder.
Wonderful. Stream.
Of.
This.
This is.
This is the end.
This is not the end
at all.
I might fall.
Curtain call.
Now,
Wake.
Wake me.
Wake me tomorrow; when the story is over.
Wake me.
Tomorrow; when the storm has passed.
Wake me
when the sun is shining.
Find.
Find me.
Find me a place to call home…
Another Long Winter
A cold time and space,
a dark scene and place,
and dim city lights,
dirty snow and dog fights.
Another long winter
has gone by with the wind.
Another long winter
has gone by with the wind.
Stagnation, cold-blooded—
internally regulated,
go down the dusky road
in the dark about to goad.
Another long winter
has gone by with the wind.
Another long winter
has gone by.
Daniel Giovinazzo is a graduate of Hartwick College. In addition he received an MFA from Lesley University in Creative Writing. A house-painter by trade, he has worked as a landscaper, mason-tender, line-cook, greenhouse keeper, and public educator. He has written three unpublished books. His work is the culmination of nearly thirteen years of staying up late and getting up early…
