April 23, 2015

It’s funny how
For awhile
I felt like I was okay
Then like a hurricane
I exited the eye
And entered a riptide
Of remorse
Guilt, sorrow, anguish
Feeling like I should have
Seen her more
Called her more
Kissed her more
Cherished her more
I wish I could do it over
But in life we can’t
So I must live
With what it is
The circle that will come
Fully around
And end back with
My own eventual end.
I love you still
And always will.

Left home

March 14, 2015

Meeting you again
Was like opening a window
And exploring the life
I left behind
You seem stuck in your ways
with a plan to get out
But is it like
The pyrite promises passed in youth
Will you really uproot and move
Make time and leave it all behind
I think not.
It’s the small town fallacy
That draw of not knowing
The uncertainty of motion
You cannot just lift a tree
It’s all you’ve ever known
And it is time you were shown
How much more you could have been

A different three words

January 26, 2015

I’m done.
I’m done.
I’m done.
I’m done.
I’m done.
We’re done.


January 12, 2015

Space. Space. Space. Space. Space.
Taking up all of the space.
Silence I hate you

The last time

January 5, 2015

Letters from lovers lost
Left opened and stained
With tears of regret
Causing the ink to bubble
And burst into soggy fireworks
Faded to that washed out blue
Of the last time she said ‘I love you’

Music Box

December 17, 2014

The sweet sound
Of you unwinding
And finding the silence
Of equilibrium
The stress in your spring
Slowly going out
Releasing a melodic purr
Alas, once serenity is found
There is no more sweet soft sound
So wind you up again I do
Until one day
Your spring will break
And I’ll never hear
Your sweet music again.


August 13, 2014

The sun has come down
Leaving only the eclipse
Of my memories