(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
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 awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
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 feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
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 write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
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 thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
