Started to think.
Simply could not sleep.
Started to drink.
Simply could not sleep.

But that's okay.
I'll be laughing in just a few weeks.

And you'll miss the man who'd give anything...
In just a few weeks.

Because it will be clear in the light of new days
He isn't half my heart, in half the ways.

The happiest I've been in a while. Still pretty sad.

Can I ask you a question?

Do I like you?

There's dirt
Under your nails
Coating your knees
Keeping at bay the assembly of a surging communal light
Saturday, May the 4th
At night

The dirt under your nails
Coating your knees
Made loss for us all

If I offer my      kindness,

                      Accept    it.
          ­         Embrace    it.
             Take care of    it.

If      you      don't, someone else will.

Those who know me most tend to hate me least.

It is ordinary that, with passing time,
Hers becomes mine.
It could be
      Last year's wine
      Or wrinkle lines
Either way, I will stay

to toast to those lines another day.