(2014)
#Lonely #Love #Silence
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest