(2014)
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
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
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
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
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
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
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 road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
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
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
