(2013)
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
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
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
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
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
