(2014)
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
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
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
