(2013)
#DeathLife
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that