Do you remember the first time you put your arm around mine
as we walked down the street? Was it after dancing with Shawn and David at the Blue Monk? I think it was. Remember the second time? We got dinner at Trattoria Aroma. We talked of old age, family, death, amidst a wonderful meal together. You got the pappardelle, I got pizza. I should have gotten […]
Four Thousand Miles
my phone lays silentas you fly through the airto a new countryto start a new chapter in your lifewhat will you see?what will you create?what will your story be?share it with meas I attempt to write my own
Some Shit
When at last I close my eyes,and my mind removes me from my currentreality,and tries to decide what to think upon,the concept ofyouarises.Why?I don’t know.I try to label it:guilt?syzygy?that ever presentbut never mentionedbond?I just don’t know.
Sympathy
N. The recognition and understanding of the cause of distress in anotherV. Eating pizza and cheese curled up under blankets while watching Netflix
At the Pink
A backwards glance[may be the last glimpse of you]of you in your faux furred flannelautumnal activewearwalking away fromthe steps ofthe old pinkas I rolled towardsmy corner of homemy be all I have to look back uponwhen I think upon the last time I saw you “I love you; and please don’t die before we see […]
there is something in the turbulence
I would give anything to be rid of the
specters and be able to go to sleep
There’s this pain in my heart that just won’t go away
even though I want to speak to you I don’t know what to sayI wish that I could tell you exactly how I feelwish that you understood that what I feel for you is realcuz our story has not been terminatedwe’re just living our lives separatedit’s hard to understand why wechanged to you and mebut […]
Nothing is clear at the end
focus.
used tissue
is it the [faint reverberation]of pain in your voice that speaks to me?[flowing][creeping] past my ears, into the fogof latencywhere you shine no lightbut are willingto explore in darkness feel your way through the mistwith your broken fleshstretched and torn:scars that hide your scarsuntil you feel my gazeand relight your eyes as you press your […]
