(2014)
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
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
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 I lived out a song written just for you But you could
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
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
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
