(2013)
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
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’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
