Every night, I look up at the moon and the stars and I pray to the universe that you are too. In this moment, while looking at the same night sky, the distance between you and I doesn’t seem too far.












Distance

I remember the way I felt when your hand grabbed mine.
You pulled me through the crowd
The lights shining bright and the smoke billowing low
“Let’s whisper...” he says
The city is quiet and in the silence, I can feel my heart pounding through my chest
Will I ever see you again?
A stranger who knows all my vulnerabilities and, yet I feel secure and safe.
You kiss my lips and I lose my breath, feeling as if I am drowning, in the best way possible,
I pull you in tight, sensations I never knew were even plausible again, pumping through my veins.
Happiness to be in your embrace, immense sadness knowing we must say goodbye
Over 1,000 miles away-yet, I will walk every mile if in the end, it leads me to you
A connection…
I am falling in love
I am in love with you
Do you feel the same?

contradiction
followed by
contradiction
with

u n u s u a l
spacing

endless metaphor
describing pain
and injustice

wash
rinse
repeat

you're a poet, harry

Scarecrow's burning
live in Technicolor
and there's now
a crowd gathered
talking in oxymorons
all frozen fire
and burning ice
but none of them
seem to have the
answers
or if they do
it's being kept
secret
because mysteries
hold ash better
than any drooping
eyelid on
the waves of slumber
borne ceaselessly
to a hopeful shore