(2014)
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
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
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
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 road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
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
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
