(2014)
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
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
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 don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
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
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
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’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
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
