2 poems | Paul Alzate-Moreno

The Calculator
So careful, full of measure,
You weigh me against myself.
My good faces off
Against the darkness,
And I want my champion,
The white knight to win.

My heart sighs,
Which sways your scales.

Your math exercise:
Perhaps you do it
From fear of calamity.
Or you serve some goal
Beyond what I see.

The judge of your court
Presides deep in your heart.

A Breath = A Memory
I let out a sigh,
I, warm and tired.
I’ll count all those particles
In the mist I made
Before they flee,
And I lose them

Paul Alzate-Moreno studied Psychology and Political Science at CUNY Queens College. He enjoys writing in his spare time and wishes to learn law.

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