(2014)
There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
