(2014)
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
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
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
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
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
