I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark

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


Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant

Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown

So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything

I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all

I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back

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