(2014)
#Life #LonelinessLoss #Love
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
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 don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
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 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
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
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
