(2014)
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
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
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
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
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
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 write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
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
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
