The pressure inside
Is building
It comes out through my eyes
I stop up the tears
It comes out through my nose

She is no longer
Part of my life
I’ve moved on
My life is full
With friends

Long and slender
Her every movement
Deliberate and graceful
Composed as
She listens quietly

I feel like crap
Most days
I have a lot going my way
I am loved
I can smile

Clinical smells
Polite strangers
The only thing worse
Than being here
Is to not be able

If I could draw a tree
In all it’s complexity
Would you be impressed?
If I could draw a human face
It would be but a trace

Left on a leash
Is no way to live
He disappeared
I like to imagine
He’s running in a field

By nature high-strung
But I thought I was strong
If not physically, emotionally
For things to roll off my back
Be mature and take the high road

It’s not that I’m sad
Though I am
It’s not that I’m discouraged
Though I am
It soaks deeper

The E’s squeak by
The I’s are too excited
The U’s come after Q
But the A’s and the O’s
They flow