(2014)
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
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
