(2015)
2014-12-28-21-44-05 It is a myth When they say “The pieces you give away You never get back”
Nothing to see in your Reflection The only life you possess Is what you Devour
Here comes the rain To wash away All the things the could have been Here comes the rain ( again) A cleansing flood
In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched
Easy to lament Greatness touched and then gone bu… Few taste it at all
The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.
There’s a hollow place Where your heart belongs Its vacuous emptiness Drains all compassion Consumes without satiation
You are a pain I can’t put out of… You are an ache I can’t cease to… The momentary joy worth limitless… Knowing the pain that was before m… I chose to embrace that momentary…
How was it possible? Why on earth Did it never happen Before? How did you change
I want you Out of my head Out of my heart I want your memory To leave me be
There was a day. it was in August we visited your mother in the hospital. Afterwards we wen… to a beach side burger joint.
I have done you Oh, so wrong. I have never given you What you need Forgive my failure
I want to have it all A full meal with all the flavors Of the single morsel You fed me
Blessed to see Even momentarily To touch The greatest of heights reached by two people of one mind
Self Determination It’s never free There is always a cost Self determination Requires