(2013)
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
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
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
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
Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life