(2013)
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
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
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
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
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
