(2014)
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
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 asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
