(2014)
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
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
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
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
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
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
