(2014)
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
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
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
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’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
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 spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
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
