(2014)
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
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
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
