(2013)
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from