(2013)
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,
A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.
Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,
What you meant– What I meant When I said, “I love you.” What you meant to me Wasn’t what you said
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my
Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
Dignity is death.
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone
Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it