I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

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

Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown

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

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

I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark

I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all

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

I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer