(2014)
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
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
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
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
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
