cheap beer will always taste
like the bars that raised me

and your lips will always taste
like the thing that saved me

the rain trickles against
my window like a crackling fire

and i remember what my father told me,
raindrops fall faster than ashes

Don’t ask questions,
it’s not true—

Please don’t make me
lie to you.

meeting you
is like reliving a memory

and loving you
is forgetting the worst ones

the sun flew down
just to hit my bare feet,

they stung from the cold
and the rocky beach.

i built a rock tower today.
on the edge of the lake,

and before i warmed up
the wind blew it down.

that same wind that blew hair from my face
and air deep into my lungs—

and i smiled.

it should never have been there
in the first place.

is this all that is?
all that ever will be?

i will never be his...
so i fade as you see

my life is just a
countdown to sobriety—
and i’m feeling great.