(2014)
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
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
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
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
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
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
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
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
