(2013)
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
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
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 a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
