Big boy,
Smiling on the outside.
Grinning,
masking for those nearby.

Laughing
at his haircut.
Deep breaths
tough guy—own up.

Big boy,
colder than an iceberg.
Brother,
melt a bit when life hurts.

No use
feeling so rough.
Deep breaths
tough guy—own up.

Big boy,
Big heart.

Please

don't change

my love—

i'll stay,

and slave

my tied heart

away.

It’s a girl,
Just like you,
Waiting for the bus
With those coffee curls.
It’s in the way they twirl
That she reminds me of you.

When I saw her,
My heart paused-
A quiet pull
Toward yesterday.

I’ve found solace
In yesterday-

For yesterday is no more.
No worries,
No weight,
Just a fading memory
Of your coffee curls.

The earthy scent
Still warms my chest
As I wake
Lost again
To yesterday

A life with a lover
Is possible if you stop seeking

It’s like falling asleep
You will never be able to rest
Unless your body forgets
Why it laid down in the first place

I'm drinking up my problems
Corrosive fuel for my veins,
Rusting out the signs of life—
A hollow shell is all that remains.
The poor reflection of who I am,
Humane, respectful to a stranger,
But even the loveliest of shells—
tidy and decorated—
Crumble under corrosive weight,
If there's no-body to hold them.