What would you do
if
I told you that I finally
had the answers
to all your problems?
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:53 PM UTC
I couldn't tell you how long you were gone
or even why you decided to leave, but I can
say with certainty that even the shadows started
asking where you went. The walls wouldn't talk
about you but they started whispering all your songs
as Sleep settled in. And even though I couldn't
give you definitive time frames all of us know
without any doubts that you have been gone longer
than the universe existed without planets and
longer than dinosaurs have been extinct.
We know because your ghost moved in to the study
when the walls turned to glass and the waves
became nothing more than the memories of a memory.
Oh *** I couldn't tell you how long it's been
since you left, but haven't you been gone
more than long enough?
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:53 PM UTC
Just so you know,
I am just as selfish
as you are.
If not a million times
worse.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
I never meant to hurt you.
It's not you, it's me.
i love you. I'm sorry.
But that is what
everyone
says, isn't it, darling?
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:51 PM UTC
Oh Darling,
don't you know
that the love
I have for you
is completely
u n l i k e
any other
in all of history?
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:50 PM UTC
I'm not sure if you've noticed it or not,
but this feeling you are feeling, it's called
being in love. you know because going
even a day without their perfect smile is
too long and everything about them
appeals to you in a way it never has before.
Don't worry, you're in love if your heart dances
to a different beat when they say those words and
if your soul giggles when they are beside you,
you really know you're in love then. I'm not sure if
you noticed it or not, but this feeling you're feeling
right now is what they call being in love.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
Darling, listen to me please, I've only got
one week left to make a difference in this old town.
To pick a name to be remembered by and
do something worth remembering at all.
But I want you to know you've already got
a home in this broken, bleeding heart of mine,
a home completely unlike anything else
anyone could possible have. You look like
you are about to cry Darling.
Darling, listen to me please, this
is not the end, there's no reason to cry.
I'll see you again
someday.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
"I need to take a shower
before doing anything else,"
I inform my mother as she unlocks
the door to our tiny, temporary
studio apartment of a home.
"That's what you teenagers get
for trying to wash your hair
with Chinese food," she laughed.
As I slipped into the bathroom
and out of my clothes I answered,
"That's not how it happened!"
I tried to brush my hair clumped together
with sweat and sweet and sour sauce
from last night's left over dinner on the road.
The brush couldn't get through
the mess so I let the water
have its way with my brunette locks
until finally the suds and conditioner
were able to work it out for me.
As the soap made its way
down my porcelain skin I ponder
why teenagers have to be so bold
and what I've gotten myself into
this time. When the sound of bottles
crashing from the shelf pulls me
from my thoughts I turn the water off
and pull on my Joe Boxer shorts and
the XXL T-shirt swallows my frail frame;
she asks if I still smell like fried rice.
"I hope not," I giggle and crawl into bed,
when we turn off the light the room
is filled with two words said by both of us
in unison and dreams of being a
mother myself someday fill my head.
~ Good night
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:38 PM UTC
I keep thinking that I can write you a letter
with so much love and beauty on the page that
you will not wonder why it never worked
quite so well with anyone else. My pen
has grown to be quite haughty,
she swears it's a task she can
skillfully complete and yet
here we are three years later
and still no where close.
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC