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

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

You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things

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

I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can

I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first

I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth

I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you