(2013)
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
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
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
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 write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response