(2014)
2014-12-28-21-44-05 It is a myth When they say “The pieces you give away You never get back”
The two of them sat face to face by the banks of the narrow stream smoking cigarettes, throwing stone… and dismantling
Naked and unashamed The garden abandoned Acceptance exchanged alienation in judgement alone
After the party Red solo cups and used rubbers filled with unrealized potential, liter
Everyone thinks they know what is best. The path they have chosen Must fit all. Knowledge of Right and wrong
I want to hate you I want to blame you For all the pain In my heart I want to hate you
The way to a man’s heart Is through his stomach Or so the saying goes But things are seldom So simple as that
Why won’t it go away This feeling of emptiness That you left in your wake I keep hoping I will get over you It took so little to ensnare you…
Staring down Into my own Oblivion Self destruction Impossible to escape
once you loved me i know this is true its veracity is beyond a doubt once your face lit up when I entered your vision
It has never changed My heart’s inclination. I am still drawn to you. Having known you I cannot see you
To have kept you Would have cost me Nothing To have lost you
One year ago We were nearly lovers One year ago The closest of friends One year ago
When I got over the hill the girls hooted and I skated down the fun side of the arched bridge over the river. Carving hard
I want you Out of my head Out of my heart I want your memory To leave me be