drips with the rain of years.
Dissatisfaction an umbrella
for the shower of thoughts
that end in puddles.
The switchbacks up the mountain
in the rearview mirror.
Though accidents always occur in parking lots.
Backing up, backing out.
The metronome of moving forward
constantly needs winding.
Reaching the goal goes in a circle.
Surrounded by hesitation,
the gravity of resistance holds me.
Dates too temporal to make decisions.
Can I say what others want to hear?
Or am I deaf to happiness,
a piece of the puzzle that doesn’t fit.
I think I know the way home.
Doug Van Hooser has had poetry appear in Chariton Review, Split Rock Review, Sheila-Na-Gig, and Poetry Quarterly among other publications. His fiction can be found in Red Earth Review, Flash Fiction Magazine, and Bending Genres Journal. Doug’s play, “Here Ye, Hear Ye”, will be performed this summer (2019) at McKaw Theatre in Chicago.