Take care In how you engage the battle of who can care less. though it may
One year ago We were nearly lovers One year ago The closest of friends One year ago
The two of them sat face to face by the banks of the narrow stream smoking cigarettes, throwing stone… and dismantling
2014-12-28-21-44-05 It is a myth When they say “The pieces you give away You never get back”
She was never mine I was never her’s Neither loved as a possession Both possessed By the love we shared
Driven too long with out coolant With out lubricant, my wife Blew the head gasket on the old Buick century. Now lifeless on the flatbed. Wait…
One more meeting Just one more Rendezvous And the courage To speak up
Self Determination It’s never free There is always a cost Self determination Requires
In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched
I thought I was the adult I had the years that is without question But experience and wisdom Those were yours
If anyone but you Had told me not to talk to you They would never have succeeded I let you go Because you asked me to.
The way to a man’s heart Is through his stomach Or so the saying goes But things are seldom So simple as that
I don’t know if you read these things But if you do I’ll take your silence as a
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
Whether moth to flame Or drawn in like fly to shit You captivate me