Subtraction

After a hiatus, I am again writing about Gina, lost to suicide. 2 - 1 = less than zero.

         Because there is no answer,
         I question.

A shady dealer turns an odometer back
with time machine hands.

Tutors with headaches chalk problems
involving minus signs.

The running man misses a public bus
repeatedly.

         Because there is no reason,
         I appeal.

Zookeepers facing captive creature stares
probably identify.

Undomesticated cats hunkered in alleys
might have an inkling.

The common clown, too tired to remove his face,
may understand.

         Because there is no motive,
         I suspect.

A professor imparts content and context
to the hip & disobliging.

Disgruntled customers demand refunds
from bankrupt businesses.

My autistic son babbles syllables
of reincarnated verse.