(2014)
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
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’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
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 don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting