(2014)
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
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
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response