(2014)
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
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
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
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
